My wife had been after me for years to quit smoking, but I knew this would be excruciatingly difficult after more than two decades of smoking up to three packs a day.
So I said I’d give it a shot if she would give me access to her clit anytime I got the urge to smoke. “It would also be nice if you wore underwear that always exposes your tits,” I said. “And if you were to keep me tied up, you could be certain that I’m not smoking.”
For a few weeks nothing more was said. Then one evening I came home from work to find a note on the front door that said to enter, naked, warning in big letters, “You’d better have a hard-on.” The note said to use the cock ring that was slipped over the doorknob.
I shed my clothes and entered to find Nan wearing lingerie... Read More
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