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Carla baked a simple chocolate cake with ganache on top. “Should I get dressed?” she asked. She still felt the same way, utterly smitten by her loving husband and master, who protected, cherished, and dominated her completely. Scott was kind enough to unfasten her and help her into the house. Could it be? “Who’s my slutty wife!” he demanded
. She would definitely love to have this in their house. Oh my goodness! All these were placed in a way that made them visible to anyone who just came in the front door. “Honey! Each of the toys were labelled properly on the shelf so that there would be no mixups. Scott gasped and did it again. The special ointment that was supposed to keep her genitals sensitive worked perfectly.
