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The wife next doorIn the three years of their marriage, he had never once even thought of fucking a woman other than Emma. Only now did he realize what had been missing from their relationship lately it was the thrill of discovery, the magnetism of being close to another sexual creature and deciding to explore that sexuality. Sex with Emma was mechanical. He guiltily recalled the night Emma had tried to vary their routine. He had balked. He had been unable to accept the kind of free sexuality in a wife that he could appreciate in the next-door neighbor. He now realized there had been severe gaps in communication between himself and Emma. It was as much his fault as hers. He had grown to accept his wife as a certain kind of person. He had been afraid to see her change. The known was so much safer than the unknown. Except when it came to sexy next-door neighbors. For the first time in his life, Harry saw an opportunity to really let go sexually. To throw all caution and rules to the wind. He wanted to fuck this woman. And she obviously wanted to fuck him ...» | Код для вставки книги в блог HTML
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