Wife Swap III
Danny woke up in a frisky mood. We had been married eleven years and I knew instinctively when she had sex on her mind. All she had to do was softly moan and I knew what she wanted and needed without even looking in her direction. Danny was addicted to sex, or so it seemed the first few years of our marriage. But, as familiarity set in and perhaps, too, a bit of convenience, our sexual activities declined. So it was with a great deal of love and a lot of apprehension that we decided to spice...
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