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F*cking my husband: Scream my name.
Ana Ow! I exclaimed in pain, he grew numb to my cries as my naked back pressed on the cold mirror and goosebumps spread on my skin, my body chilled as I grew mute. I just stared into his foreign eyes; I thought of what he wanted to do now. I waited obediently for him, seating still on the dressing table. He pulled the cabinet open, the one he always told me not to touch. What I saw blinded me, my mouth hung open in surprise, it was filed with various s****l tools that drove a chill down my spine. “ What the f**k?” I exclaimed, He smiled at me, picking the n****e clamp as he said with toot, “ Honey, you don't swear, good girls don't do that.” His words made me red, his actions made me quiver, expecting some pain. I grew in anticipation and he teased, We were both naked. H
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