The husband is 1.80 meters tall and has a particularly symmetrical body shape. He is eight years older than me. He walks very quickly and quickly, with an unspeakable elegance and nobility.
The first time I saw him, I thought: If I could marry this gentleman in this life, I would be satisfied! And he seems to be fascinated by my purity, beauty, and tenderness. Three years later, we fulfilled our wish and walked hand in hand into the palace of marriage.
The feeling of being loved in the first two years after marriage is really beautiful, and I think this is perhaps the most magical and happiest feeling of being a woman.
But in the third year of my marriage, my feelings began to change. This is not that our love has faded, but that my petite woman has wild dreams.
When he looks at me with concentrated and obsessive eyes like appreciating a beloved artwork, I would like his eyes to be more obsessive and wild, because I am a woman rather than an artwork; "When he caresses me carefully, I hope he can let me appreciate his enthusiasm and strength as a man.".
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