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Sexless marriage solution
Sexless marriage solution
Sure she cleans and she vacuums
The floors never looked so good
But I can tell she never took shop
Does nothing with morning wood
Can bake a cookie and frost a cake
And her crockpot meals are to die for
But mention about taking a shower
together
She laughs and says there’ll be no time for
Laundry gets done , my shirts get ironed
The bed sheets are all ways fresh and clean
But I’m hoping that just once in life
A black light alarm goes off , if you know what I mean
The yard looks nice , her car gets washed
She even fills it with gas
But my swollen cock , in now three years
Has yet to touch the crack of her ass
So I mentioned in brief , therapy would be good
To get our relationship on course
You know talk about why sex is missing
And save us from yet another divorce
So I opened up , to the woman therapist
And laid our sex troubles on the line
The wife was there nodding her head
Agreeing as if everything was fine
The hour was over in record time
With The therapist having a comment to make
Separate sessions might be better
Because of course our marriage was at stake
The wife left first , shaking her head
With concern about another appointment next week
With friends at work and family around
Shes doubting she could keep these meetings discreet
I shook the therapist hand and grabbed my coat
Then reached down on the chair for my hat
A pinch was felt on my left butt cheek
Now I’m wondering if I was imagining that
I reached the door and turned around
As she finished unbuttoning her top button
She said “I’ll clear my schedule for two hours
I’ll text the positions ... er ..... issues I think we should work on,
I looked in her eyes and gave her a smile
She in turn gave me a wink
I laughed and said “ I’ll be on time “
She said “ Oh Rome wasn’t built in a day . This issue will be hard and long , don’t you think ?”
Sure she cleans and she vacuums
The floors never looked so good
But I can tell she never took shop
Does nothing with morning wood
Can bake a cookie and frost a cake
And her crockpot meals are to die for
But mention about taking a shower
together
She laughs and says there’ll be no time for
Laundry gets done , my shirts get ironed
The bed sheets are all ways fresh and clean
But I’m hoping that just once in life
A black light alarm goes off , if you know what I mean
The yard looks nice , her car gets washed
She even fills it with gas
But my swollen cock , in now three years
Has yet to touch the crack of her ass
So I mentioned in brief , therapy would be good
To get our relationship on course
You know talk about why sex is missing
And save us from yet another divorce
So I opened up , to the woman therapist
And laid our sex troubles on the line
The wife was there nodding her head
Agreeing as if everything was fine
The hour was over in record time
With The therapist having a comment to make
Separate sessions might be better
Because of course our marriage was at stake
The wife left first , shaking her head
With concern about another appointment next week
With friends at work and family around
Shes doubting she could keep these meetings discreet
I shook the therapist hand and grabbed my coat
Then reached down on the chair for my hat
A pinch was felt on my left butt cheek
Now I’m wondering if I was imagining that
I reached the door and turned around
As she finished unbuttoning her top button
She said “I’ll clear my schedule for two hours
I’ll text the positions ... er ..... issues I think we should work on,
I looked in her eyes and gave her a smile
She in turn gave me a wink
I laughed and said “ I’ll be on time “
She said “ Oh Rome wasn’t built in a day . This issue will be hard and long , don’t you think ?”
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