I want it in me and I want it in me often
POV. At first it was bitter and foul tasting but the more I licked it, the more I liked it.
Details. I asked if she was married in Australia; she looked down, before replying “No, there have been some men; some Australians, some Vietnamese-Australians, but nobody I wanted to marry – not since you, Anh. ”“God, I loved you, wife of me!” I sadly, strongly, spoke, using the Vietnamese for ‘wife of me’; she smiled, also sadly at my use of the term which I had said so many times in the past to her, and to her alone
I want it in me and I want it in me often
POV. At first it was bitter and foul tasting but the more I licked it, the more I liked it.
Details. I asked if she was married in Australia; she looked down, before replying “No, there have been some men; some Australians, some Vietnamese-Australians, but nobody I wanted to marry – not since you, Anh. ”“God, I loved you, wife of me!” I sadly, strongly, spoke, using the Vietnamese for ‘wife of me’; she smiled, also sadly at my use of the term which I had said so many times in the past to her, and to her alone
I want it in me and I want it in me often
POV. At first it was bitter and foul tasting but the more I licked it, the more I liked it.
Details. I asked if she was married in Australia; she looked down, before replying “No, there have been some men; some Australians, some Vietnamese-Australians, but nobody I wanted to marry – not since you, Anh. ”“God, I loved you, wife of me!” I sadly, strongly, spoke, using the Vietnamese for ‘wife of me’; she smiled, also sadly at my use of the term which I had said so many times in the past to her, and to her alone
