>>103864587I would have several children with her and then take full responsibility for their crazy asses when they inevitably try to stab us in our sleep (it'll deffo be my genes and not hers).
I've never had any desire to get surgery to increase my height or dick size, but I sincerely wish that the technology was available to get a longer tongue because I would go all the way to her ovaries, as long as she wanted, as hard as she wanted. She could wrap it around her and wear it like a thong, and I would trot behind her all day like a golden retriever on Prozac.
My happiest days on Earth would be her practice and concert days, because I would spend every minute after she got off stage massaging and licking her tired, sweaty feet. That's after I get whatever her favorite dinner is in the oven, of course. My domestic skills are a mess but I'd turn into Martha fucking Stewart for her. She could dress me in whatever butler or maid outfit she wanted. She could tie a bell around my dick so she'd always know where I am and which of her favorite treats I'm closest to.
I'd play through all the scary and tough bits in Outlast so that she could just kick back and enjoy the story (while I massage and lick her feet, of course).
I'd put the fucking seat down for her.
