"Lust is a glutton, and you die from overeating - Shakespeare" Every day... Every day, I was comforting my aching body... I want to be seen, I want to be touched, oh... I want that hard, hot, naughty dick with the veins sticking out... I want you to stir the hairless, smooth flesh of my pussy and fuck me... Lust can't be suppressed by love alone, but a flyer that happened to arrive in the mail changed my chaste wife.