Moaning myrtle and the Jesus fantasy life

She sounds like a dog who really wants to go for a walk. This is what I sound like when I have sex with Jesus Martinez, my lord and saviour. However, contrary to popular belief, he’s actually quite lanky. And he still has a small dick. But this is OK with me, because it means that he rubs my clit the whole time while we are making love, because he is actually my husband and I’m the fat wife. Again I am OK with all his online hate. It’s a normal part of marriage to have some anger held against the spouse. He makes me a stack of pancakes every morning, chocolate fondue, and champagne with raspberries. He methodically rubs my nipples with his cocoa cream, like a pendulum clock, and every day at the same time he washes my feet in a pink rubber basin his Abuela gave to him. All in all, I have a pretty sweet husband.