As for submission, it’s not always mutual.
It was a long time ago, my husband and I were not officially married yet, we lived like this for a little over a year, although we already knew all our relatives. And then one evening my husband was at work, and I was somehow bored, and then the boys I knew called me to the kiosk to drink beer, so I went. And my husband had a guy, already aged, who supplied something to the kiosks, in short, with his words, he delivered the goods and sees his nephew’s wife practically sitting on the lap of some guy, no panties, a mini skirt, her bra is down, the tits are being crushed by the one on whose lap I was sitting, smoke is a yoke, beer is flowing, in short, he took me away there, slapped me in the face and took me home, but I’m a slanting greyhound, let him be rude, then he hit me in the forehead as hard as he could, I sobered up a little, I realized that he was now going to tell everything to me, that I was a fool with other men, and That’s it.
Then I’m hysterical, he calms me down, strokes my head, I cry, and suddenly I feel he took me by the pussy with his hand, then I completely sobered up, and he says - shut up, bitch, or I’ll tell you everything, and he puffs at my tits, crushes me, grabs my crotch, I sinfully thought that he would fuck me now, but that was not the case, I took him by the penis, and he was soft, I didn’t even believe it, for the first time when a man was on me, his pussy was flaccid , I tried to lift it, at the very least it hardened, and I’m lying there and thinking about what to do, and then this old horseradish says, I have your panties, you’ll have to, I won’t tell your husband anything until you’re obedient, he grabbed himself and left.
I thought I forgot, but no, my husband and I decided to get married after all, we arranged a wedding, everyone gathered, including this old horseradish. And so they stole my shoe, bought it back, then the people had fun, and then this old guy, like he stole me, took me to the back room and said, spread your legs, I started to kick, and he said, I’ll tell you about your adventures before the wedding, so I swam, bitch, he took off my panties from me in a wedding dress and tried to push his flaccid one into me, I tried to puff, I squeezed as hard as I could, but he moved a little and finished with his flaccid, and then the guests arrived, bought me, I’m sitting, no panties, sperm flows down my thighs, everyone screams bitterly, and I think - all creatures die.
On the issue of subordination
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On the issue of subordination
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Re: On the issue of subordination
Vital. There are such moments)
And if the guy fucked him well, the bride would have liked it)
And if the guy fucked him well, the bride would have liked it)
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Re: On the issue of subordination
Yeah, at the wedding))) for life, a memory, I looked at the photo of the guests and remembered how they poked at you with an old, gray, flaccid penis, puffed in your ear - ugh
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