My wife has mental health issues. I’m always there for her and she loves to tell me how great of a guy I am but while she is telling me this or when she is going on and on about her problems, I’m just thinking .. “You’re lucky you have a cute face, D-cup t******, a slim waist, a fat a** and you let me f*** you whenever I want. That is my reward for dealing with this sh*t.” While she is talking I am just imagining how I’m going to f*** her next. Tonight I think I’ll bend you over the side of the bed and enjoy the view of that big a** while I do you d*********. Tomorrow, I’ll lay back and have you ride me while your big t****** bounce.