Bridgette B 08.19

Honey, when I agreed to marrying a younger man,

you agreed to keep me happy.

Yes, and I thought part of that would mean

you getting a job or something.

A job?

Are you crazy?

No.

A job would no way would keep me happy.

Honor your wedding vows, honey.

Honey, please, come on.

You gotta help somehow.

I mean, I didn't even use your credit card.

Oh, thank God.

I traded in the Honda for a Range Rover.

You did what?

How, why?

Shh.

What?

I was parked next to one and he looked so nice.

So I had to have one, you know,

just like you have to have my pussy, right?

Don't be mad.

I'm never gonna be mad at you.

I know.

That was so good to me.

That was so good to me.

Mm.

Mm-hmm.

Those lips.

Just like that.

Ooh.

Please.

Well, I need to take care of my husband.

Can't have him all upset.

Little bit.

Please, baby.

Oh, ooh.

Honey, please.

You won't be mad?

You can use the card whenever you like.

Okay.

I know you like them in your mouth like this.

That tickles.

Yeah.

Tickle, tickle, tickle.

Baby.

Aw.

So nice.

You stay right there.

Remember?

Uh huh.

I bought this skirt too.

Cause I know how much you love it when I take off my clothes in front of you and give you

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