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Waiting for the Queen of Hearts Bull

A long post over a month

After our return we met Mark, so it was prensentato when, after hearing by phone, we decided to have a drink with him.

December 8, sunny day that allowed us to sit at the table outside the bar, away from prying ears, we could talk, during which Mark did not miss compliments to you for your thanks (and for me writing the blog) and while you've got to know him a bit. Then I got up to go to the cashier to pay, both in order not to approach the waiter, so you can feel a little alone with him. So when I returned to the table I realized that your choice was made ... I caught it by the desire to see you talk to know you more intimately, but unfortunately, his personal commitments have not allowed us to see him again until mid-January.

However, after the feverish anticipation that I am living (you love me it seems much more relaxed), what really made me die, and during our last trip, and then was

Your back in the game

sometimes we humans behave worse than children, trampling your mind so delicate and sensitive.

other times, however, closed in our matrix often immature and selfish, think of behaving like "real men" , but realistically we are putting in place the lowest of the behaviors, above all if kept in to those who welcomed us and loved unconditionally.
You have accepted that the wound that you have procare Ale is part of you, and you learned to live together with all other injuries all together helped shape the woman you are. However you came back to be the Anna ever, full of life and love, and especially strong and sure of yourself, as now you are.

and simultaneously increased the desire within you to give to other men, or rather, to grant to another man with whom she had an affair.

The period to which I am doing sign lasted about one year, where we lived the emotions told bei preceded the post, to which we have now added the thrill of having known the man to whom I mentioned above, which probably be your next bull.

In fact ..... I already knew him, I had followed for a long time since we published the first post, then you only want a man who was absolutely the center of Catania, that he did not was never proposed, though, when I sometimes met in chat never did miss the compliments addressed to you personally.

But for now we talk about you and your desire to get back in the game.

In this long period of time we have happy moments alternate with other darker, however, overcome together, always together as we have seen photos of whom you wrote, and he applied to become your lover, or have read the various listings sent to you either on Desidery, which offer up his wife.

Sometimes we got together in chat, but many peasants to whom you said no, since you have been so vulgar desist, while on messeger we discovered that several people were our contacts stored false. and this has caused you to not get to chat more, to my deep regret, but because you were always willing to have another lover, I have insisted that much.

Days passed, and the thousand things to do, the thoughts of work and family were flying time, which unfortunately also flew in the evening when we were neighbors, still curled up in bed, without being obsessed with this meeting.

And so we did the Christmas tree, decorated with red and big as you like, and the crib, a small but significant, with the pastors that we chose together, that they are true works of art.

clear days, where I caught all your soul, a mother who was preparing to get the house ready to live the solemnity of

period Christmas with his family,

never forgets to be his wife.

the night of December 14 as we watched the film on television, we have taken up the subject ... We'll talk about him, and at the same sex in a much wider ... and your hands stretched out to find my bird ...... when you even more open, in reference to your lover that you'd meet from next after the Christmas period. Since the argument we have turned off the TV and you turn. You were lying on my right hand on the right side, her back to me, I had marched the thong under the blanket leaving only the black babydoll.
This act, despite repeated one thousand years you want, it makes me go crazy: see your body to facilitate the movement of my hand, enhance your femininity and ignites my senses.

Your ass superb, in some respects obscene in its majesty, magnificent, or rather perfect as a whole .... the roundness of her buttocks, the groove in the middle that leads to the door of heaven, always makes me cock of steel just to look at him the most beautiful ass in the world, but monumetale statuary, massive but not big, tall, extended wide, but contained shapes, beautiful but not gaudy, opulent but solemn, beautiful in its harmony ... when my ever palpitate and hold you as you like .. and my cock from behind you look, it creeps between the cracks of your privacy, when ..... subheading .... you told me of another man who is courting you behind my back ... ... a mix that I blew up the brain .. and so I have taken from behind

while talking, slowly, slowly getting in you, without interrupting, when you said "... contacted me on facebook ... we were kids .. and I said you're the one girl who lived ..... and so I accepted his maicizia and we started to write mail " speaking at times, her voice broken by groans " began to woo him .. two months ago ... and he told me that evening, ogin evening passes from under our house because he wants to see me .... your voice was getting hoarse, until you fell into a silence in which profndo in our groans were echoed by our thoughts ... I imagine you on all fours, enjoy under the blows of a rhythmic man without a face, perhaps more romantic and you, can you imagine kissing him, these thoughts to others alternado stronger --- thinking that he was at your back and you were fucking as you like ... to the peak of orgasm orgasm that caught us in unison ...... explosives such as fireworks ......

Then we slept like stones, hugged, we rocked all night with the thought, and beyond.

The other day the usual hustle and bustle of Christmas, as each year, focuses on your thoughts of your family, never forgetting to be his wife, enjoying the great your husband.

With these words mean to understand who follows you, that, as you face in your mind the idea that soon you will be granted to another man (not just this fall), and again, you are insinuating that suitor of the existence of which I came to know only the night of Dec. 14, the fact remains that you do not like and enjoy your husband when you want.

On the other hand have a wife like you, mainly means Satis and always settle, but not limited to (as you say) the best of your love, that is suitable for a partener to you, but at the same time to live for your desires for your piacere.che, when you decide you must go beyond the limits of our couples , also means being ready to receive the gift of new horns, really be that deer, in the fullest sense of the term appopriato which spells the name with which you love to call me.

Paradoxically it might seem easy to live a role, but in fact be cuckold means to live every day in the balance between ecstasy and agony, and just in passing from one mood to another without showing the lacerations of the soul itself, you can take the measure of my love to you, my devotion to you.
the evening of 17 after three days of silence about your unknown suitor, could not resist further and I started to ask questions, in the evening after watching the film, when you told me "love .. do not do that, I just accepted a courtship ... " and my questions answered ".. .. it is an intense courtship, I want to see, but I do not think I will .." when you realized that listening to your words in silence I was masturbating ... and then you too ... .... as he spoke, when I asked to remove her thong.
pursue us with the questions I began to tilt it in you, rubbing her pussy on the chapel, the entrance while tintillavi stimulating the clit, then I'm stuck, making you maturbare rocking on my cock, and dolcemene but obscenely and we were slinguando.
"you're thinking of him right?
Yeah ..."
".. that ... bitch" .. and you in silence ....
then your first orgasm, accompanied by plaintive cries ...
".. mm .. turn me around" you said girandoti on the right side, I slipped from behind the damn shot, with a thrust dry and firm, making you wince ... and moan ...
"who's fucking you, bitch?"
"....."
"who?"

"him, my cuckold him, he" when you said you felt the dick in pussy erupted, have enjoyed with me, writhing like a butterfly infilazata, firmly taking my cock inside you, and enjoying roteavi wincing my hips like to suck my cock inside your cunt, swallowing as a carnivorous plant does with its prey, squeezing it until all'ultuima drop with highly sensitive inner walls of the pussy, now dripping, then you turned to kiss me hard, abbondonandoti in my arms, you sweetly asleep, leaving me in doubt ... ... think so or not this man who flirts with you?

With this question, and thinking about your beautiful cunt, and the idea that more will soon be taking ... Holdin 'I fell asleep .... .... ... .. .. .

*****

Then the vortex of the pre-Christmas day, you turn to the shops, while I, overwhelmed by work, I cooked in sapendoti out, and This makes me mad, because when you're out of business, I want you at home, and when you're home I want you out ... ... And then tell me that when you're out shopping you just shot, and I believe you, but I want you lying to me, or maybe not, I want to tell me that ..... my God, make me crazy ....

And then there ritrovamo at home in our nest that you can treat like few other women.

six shows in the kitchen, but the move is in the home and control it you see that you are the lady, the true owner, not only cook, but woman, lady able to handle your home, making sure that, whoever comes to us, really feel the warmth of home.

On the other hand we are very well at home, both in the company (which we rarely lacking), and especially when both we are alone, enjoy moments of genuine intimacy, but to be together for our children certainly do not mind, as it is a pleasure to treat

our nest in dettaggli (even if the commitment of decorative Christmas tree every year is remarkable davero!

But what you are small next to the Christmas tree!

And how beautiful you are when you relax on the couch!

***

Then on Christmas Eve, exchanging gifts, the joy of our grandchildren and our children, makes us reflect the fact that after the Christmas Eve children may return , and still always enjoy receiving a gift to those who love us, and even more do so.

And perhaps this is the true magic of Christmas, to see someone you love smile, engaging in an act of simplicity only, that is putting a gift under the tree.

However, the best gift I have received it in the world, Santa Claus in fact once again took you in my arms, simple and elegant (pictured right), but always compelling.

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December 30

We took influenza. Sure, it happens, but taken together, it is from bad luck, but by love. The positive side is that you are close to bed, the negative, however, is that no one assists. Patience.

Luckily it did not last long, a fact which allowed us to lift us psychologically, which prompted you to make me read an email that your suitor sent you.

Your complicity drives me crazy, but read that you were having, even if for a short time, made me jump. Fuck this is not me you said you preferred to make me wait let me cook and then let me know by reading an email ... ...

***

We spent the end of the year along with Agatha, a quiet and peaceful New Year, accompanied by a ' excellent dinner of seafood.

sober New Year, we had dinner by candlelight in front of the fireplace, then after the toast of midnight we went out to the streets of downtown, where we consumed a chinamartini, and then walk around the city alive the streets of downtown

History with Agata is long over, but a friendship has remained strong, especially among you women, you always see together . Sure, man, I would not mind at all if your friend had been seasoned with a good healthy sex, but if you no longer (sadly), I can not but take note, satisfied, is't to remember those moments when you were in bed (and out of bed), again in three, though I wonder, in all honesty, if I would still feel the wings with two women like you, reminding myself that they were not scopatine irregular but real sex marathon when, every day, I had to think about satisfy both.

But the game was worth the candle, and willingly accept the challenge, if you go (hope, in fact, is the last to die).

But, realistically, it seems the choices of Agate, retracing our route, I realize that it's you not want my love, just for the impression that you gave to our relationship, which has marked the evolution in recent years.
However, Agata Agata or not, I could not capture your beautiful and monumental Job adorned with red, the best way to welcome 2011 -
But anyway, back to our conversation, certainly not wrong when you argue, p er than you not to overlook all the lesbian relationship, and how , living in a normal relationship with your husband where eroticism is the master, your femininity explodes like a bomb when you're interested in another man, as is happening recently, and because we are approaching the time when " know "better than Mark, and because your suitor is getting more urgent, and I do not know how far this relationship will continue through facebook or email.

January 3, 2011

Here we go, it's 2011 - To be honest this is the second day of a year which, like all other top it is unknown plan and expectations.

In any case we must get better.

flu has really broken balls, forcing us to bed first, then with its aftermath, making us feel really unwell, but it will pass soon, but maybe it was a good excuse for us to sleep until noon.

Very pleasant, in fact, being wrapped in warmth under the sheets, her legs twisted into a doze, while the world continues to turn out .... and my work again .... patience.

I look at the clock, missing six out of ten minutes at 18.00 and made from a dark piece ... you will be with him?

Or you'll be looking at windows waiting for the sales? Fucking with this thought I resume work, frying in my cuckold torment, waiting for you back home and illuminate your home with your smile ..... and also waiting for you to tell me where and with whom you have been ... ....

***

We arrived at January 10, we have now, you have booked the hairdresser tomorrow and I know that these days you will see your suitor, I feel it.

^ ^ The real cuckold arrvino the warning before, and what you told me before lunch, that you will tell me the first time, when you see it, confirms my thoughts.

We spent quietly these days, maybe I'm more obsessed with the idea that soon will happen, and you, you seem not to notice, as you are satisfied (or by the idea of \u200b\u200bbeing) from your suffering.

In Sicily just a shy sun even in January, to make it appear to be in the spring, the same spring that persists in your heart.

Sunday morning, I have the opportunity to spy on Thee in your privacy in the bathroom while you do good, to go out with your husband.

It 's wonderful tricks as you see you while you spend your body the attention it deserves, and making partcipe this make me feel important.

I can not get excited in seeing, and while I do my thoughts go further, and perhaps alone, you prepare to meet the man who is courting you, whose image and name to hide prudence in the folds of your heart, but not to hold it or hidden to protect it, but for me to Pharmacokinetic real horns, the ones that I can not see and only imagine .

My God make me crazy, woman a thousand times!

And still my mind goes further, imagining the moment you meet your next bull, considering that after twelve , ie, within two days he will feel just to see us .. ... to see you ... for you ...

When these nights we made love in the shadow of nosta room I got you with love, but also with anger, when between a kiss and love you call me a bastard .....

that bitch that you are my love, that bitch, wonderful wife who know how to keep a close man, and how to do crazy for you ....

my wife yet, as I said earlier, in Sicily, so just a ray of sunshine ... .... ... we wanted to open a center, and then the sun, the idea .. oysters and champagne? why not?

you like to die oysters, which are accompanied by Prosecco, a drink millet presence was probably realize that there is ....

and so, from a kiss, a sip of sherry, and oyster

..... ....... ..........

and another, and another ...

......

and see what you like, but go easy, because the seafood is afrodisicaci, and we only miss this .....

and then .... more photos across the street, then down to the sea in the bay in front of the store ..

My God because you are bona, and not I wonder why I say it, but because I admire you more every day, and when I tell you I do not just admire your beauty, but especially to your femininity and your sensuality, which I think proromenti, and difficult to see in women of your age.

Ques'ammirazione, combined with a love that I feel towards you, are only the basic platform on which I built my relationship with you, done alre infinite components.

and down almost touching the water ..

and take your kisses, but they're sending to me or .. who?

who do you think?

your your fans?

him?

But who cares?

A woman like you has the right to send them to those who want, and I, your husband, I can only take note ..

...

... .. and days pass, the ticchetio del'orologio marks the time that accompanies this post, and my infinite wait ...

January 18


fantastic moments alternate with others of normal life, as part of a normal life and fantastic, that you make me live each day.
really did not understand why, at this point, do not want to see your suitor, to whom I do not want to name, but maybe I know who it is ... ..
When you told me that no emotion is as good as a stolen kiss, and that the real horns are those that I can not wait, I thought I was ready to meet him.
But, suddenly, you told me you do not want to do it, that you do not feel to see him alone, I want to always close at all times, especially those who give me the horns, but then why have you said who would you have done?
maybe you wanted to see my reaction, my total dedication to you, that goes well beyond the submission?
You wanted to hear you say "love you, I also accept that, if you want it? ............

....... when in bed I caress, your hand on my face as a lion tamer's whip calm and subdues the lion , and recognizes that the beast, and feels like, it makes me realize how meaningful it is also your simplest act, if in place for me. Once again proves to be absolute mistress of your husband, to which imposes a smile all your will, even the most humiliating.

But what is good to see the serene restaurant in Ortigia, where we went after a task of my work.

Shellfish, mussels and urchins on bruschetta, you drunk with pleasure, and since you could also smoke, your sodddisfazione was at its highest, as also the context in which you lived, that is with me.

Then two steps on the waterfront where the Your beauty was more dazzling than the sun kissing the sea took us to spend a sunny Saturday.

The Sun, sea, the desire to stay together, but at the same time want to play, did they get a ride near the carousel, where for a few moments you're back baby, and I add, what a beautiful girl!

in beautiful carousel, wonderfully provocative, although fund are to me n my puppy, to be protected and cared for forever, and you know , and perhaps that is found naturally photographer among Disney characters
At the same woman, a thousand times rather woman, or a thousand women in a sweet and charming, fascinating and mysterious, loyal as any, but at the same time as any whore, faithful in your infidelity, but never unfair.

The sea of \u200b\u200bOrtigia reflect your person, cheerful, calm and inviting at the same time, although in January, was willing to dive, as well as make me want to dive between your thighs (but this all year!).

How beautiful you are, and draw the romantic heart on the sand, cutting the emblem of our love, which certainly wind and storms can not erase.

A lifetime is not enough to store our memories, and the intensity of the same imprint that makes them unique, such as precious gems set in our memory.

January 21

Marco phoned in the afternoon, apologizing for the delay, stating that he had returned, and wanted to see us, so following your rules, the I made an appointment for the weekend, given that I was away for work during the week.

I spent some days and got wrapped up with thoughts, with anxiety and trembling, Having not yet accustomed to seeing a man, even if it happened many times, and maybe I'll get used ever.

Far from home I am thinking of you always, fueling the desire to be cuckolded again on the one hand, to get to, to penetrate strong, as to want to take my wife, who by day is denied, and to fuel my desire, and especially to emphasize the concept that always remind me, namely that the horn should know to wait his turn, and especially the horns of the event.

*****

We arrived at Saturday, January 22

We met Mark at his house that Saturday night.

We had dinner and after dinner you've given him.

You were fine with Mark, nothing allowed to foresee what would happen later.

For our commitments before and after her, we have not been able to see the immediacy, Have you only heard the two of you, and I rarely have I heard the phone. However, Marco appeared abnormal, almost exaggerated, knowing how much you give to the report. This different perspective from which you could see the report, has created an unbridgeable gap, because a lot stronger of a divergence of views. In addition, six was really bad when he asked you to remove photos from the post we published.

Have you considered this request profoundly detrimental to your dignity, not the request itself, but because you are having denigrated, as if we wanted to commend that there was something, as if Mark had wanted to arrogate a primary role that certainly did not, a role that belongs to you, so you asked me to delete the entire place already published on January 24.

All this made you feel bad, you were called into play, to receive additional, free, disappointment.

The bridge was thrown between the couple and the world of our transgression, rocked by storms, is staggering.

's up to you to keep up, to your desire to transgress, and especially to the extent that they want to cultivate your dreams, you decide when the bridge will be eliminated, and we live on this side of the world of transgression , leaving to others the desire to walk the winding paths of the world of the forbidden ...

... deep down, we're very well together .-