I come home from a long day of work, tired as anything. I look over onto the kitchen, seeing my husband, Adolf. He looks over at me for a moment before saying:
'Hey!', he says in a casual tone. He pauses for a moment before slowly unzipping his denim jeans. I look away, blushing bright red. Before I know it, he's whipped out his massive schlong.
'Dinners ready...', he smirks. He walks over to the cabinet, schlong hanging low. He grabs a hotdog bun and a Maccies ketchup. He seductively cuts the bun in half and slips his cock inside. Adolf grins slightly and begins pouring ketchup onto it. He chuckles darkly...
'Eat up, slut...', he says before manically laughing.
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