Then came the Doberman. He was a classic Doberman in appearance and had the look of death about him as most Dobermans do, so his registered name was G...rim Reaper. We called him Reaper. After he was a little over a year old, he worked Linda over one night so thoroughly, she threatened, tongue-in-cheek of course, to name him Raper. Then the Rotty. His name was Jig from a country song. I loved that night as he pumped his soon-to-be extra large cock into Lindas little cunt, he growled a little with. I hadn't even put shoes on. I took him by the shirt front and pulled it off. I heard it tear, but I didn't care. He was wearing shorts and I got them down to his ankles before I plastered myself on his front."Chance. I've been running away from you for weeks. I finally figured out why."I kissed his lips, hugged him hard because I might not get another chance. But he kissed me back, hugged me back, felt me all over with his big, warm hands."I'm crazy in love with you, Ken Chance. I've been. But there is one thing we have to keep in mind. We will be in the same business. There could be job friction and if we can get by that, Oh My, I will make you happy forever.” I pulled her in my arms and our lips met. Soft and gentle kisses to be sure.“Danny, all this time, you have never made a move on me? Any other guy would have been all over me the first night.”“Karen” I said, “we have plenty of time for that. I want you for you and not sex. Yes, I am sure we will get to that but I want to. Felt in love with her way of talking straight and beauty as well. Her name is Sneha. Anyone in this world will become her fan if he/she talks for a while. She is such a crazy stuff. I am so lucky to be her husband. And she is very stubborn and dominating at times when she comes across harsh males. We both married and had a great romantic life of 5 years. I was a submissive husband, because of her positive attitude I was normal and romantic through this period. Now started my fantasy thoughts of.