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So I guess you're serious about this fantasy of yours. Well, I do like you locked up like that and me having the key and it's sweet that you're 'allowing' me to sleep with any man I desire, as if I need your permission. Surly you must know I've been sleeping with other men since before our marriage. How could you think that pathetic excuse for a penis of yours could ever satisfy me, at least with it in a cage I no longer have to allow you a mercy fuck.
Now as far as me telling you about my adventures with other men, it's not going to happen. I don't care how much you beg my lovers are for my pleasure not to satisfy some sick fantasy of yours. Although it is kind of a turn on seeing you on your knees like that, I tell you why don't you go to the hamper and pull out all my dirty panties and wash them, then you can get a good smell.