Fate decreed sexting or texting while married abominable

Fate decreed sexting/texting while married abominable Therefore karma caught up to me big time and delivered yours truly sent to purgatory (figurative speaking) by casting a spell, whereby the government issued Safelink Tracfone got permanently disabled and all the data (including contact information such as risqué photographs of seductively posing nymphs linkedin to Facebook Messenger) stored therein forever inaccessible. I did not pass GO, nor collect two hundred dollars but went straight to spiritual jail after being warned countless times (particularly courtesy the wife), that husband of hers would pay for texting and sexting with females young enough to be his daughter. No matter infrequently did I divulge and/or countenance communicating to females thru Facebook Messenger, those few honest confessions found the wife brushing her index finger of dominant hand against index finger of recessive hand uttering tsk tsk tsk... Upon speaking over an alternate cell phone to a Safelink representative, I got told that NO replacement for model Samsung Galaxy J3 Orbit - the type I got sent a couple years ago - NOT feasible because the warrant time frame elapsed. Aforesaid accursed misfortune of mine would without a shadow of a doubt (unlike the shadow of Punxsutawney Phil on February second id est Groundhog day) find the wife gleeful, but (praised be dog), I never admitted culpability secretly painstakingly keying unfulfilled romantic whims inadvertently sabotaged throughout those precious years of puberty to emerging adulthood. Quite frankly, I felt relieved above mentioned cell phone got zapped because after sharing preliminary questions (more so about me versus other communicant on receiving end telling nothing about herself - with the exception of asking for money) - an intimation clearly broached to strategize about a rendezvous with each other, no matter original primary intent of mine merely to plumb the depths of a platonic relationship. Lucky destiny intervened in a timely fashion because about a dozen (dirty deeds done dirt cheap) years ago the writer of these words met acrimonious, combustious, egregious,... malicious, and opprobrious fallout awakening our then two tween-age daughters forever experiencing sundered dynamic when he (their birth father) nonchalantly drove home from West Philadelphia after visiting a woman of color returning back to the then dwelling at 724 West Railroad Avenue in Bryn Mawr, Pennsylvania) after the bewitching hour. The sh*t hit the fan and the spouse analogous to a kamikaze pilot zeroed in and drove brickbats upon behavior of mine, appalling and base and around the Mulberry bush did she chase the monkey chased the weasel, until she caught and verbally throttled he who betrayed covenant vouchsafed making a mockery of vows with amazing disgrace a major faux pas I can never erase forever envisioning culprit standing stockstill totally shamed while she spewed venomous bile back in my face. The long story short, she (the wife not ordinarily a forgiving person) did accept her (once revered knight in shining armor), yet never lost an opportunity to hurl blackened barbs as a subtle reminder to steer free and clear of verboten fruit, and as passive retribution against further secrete liaisons I took a silent vow to be chaste. Though more difficult to thread a camel thru the eye of a needle which creature invites one definition of hump, now overactive imagination of mine presents sexually evocative disjointed poem crafted some years in the past which following example many or most readers would claim adds injury to insult, nevertheless fantasy appeases animal call of the wild to envision whim to attain foreplay, and subsequent gambol elicits sought after outcome after fruit of the loin linkedin to nurse orgasmic penult. Mebbe thru da world wide web dis Yahoo of a Verizon hotmail lives earth linked lad kin wed this aol (owl) lush former Norwegian bachelor turning his married charade role alot boot strong quaking testosterone sans axon and neuron surges thru this protoplasmic blot closely resembles malignant blood clot although just an infinitesimal dot in cosmic skein since big bang hot that birthed our universe from microcosmic jot best in webbed wide world event in the cosmos since invention of white bread - gives empty calories a lot soak up syrup from chicken soup in a pot followed and/or proceeded by yar sweet kumquat ex are size zing ma little dick tate tour afore atrophy doth bring penile rot strongly suggested by this tartan non-tweed wearing scott who seeketh mare ring type woman hoofing to trot bareback without shrieking WHAT! The usual routine t'will most likely find me fantasizing while this knight lies at night in bed gets me little pawn feisty cred with celibate life I dread wonder if this smallish bore ring shaft with smallish helmet head will go sliding and slipping like on well lubricated sled and experience once again when genital yar pussy will wed. Matthew Scott (a mwm) can hard lee await to let each of us master bate the other per climax to create as the first of many a date whereby his erect prick will ejaculate into fecund field of whet dreams cum with ongoing joyful fate p'raps as friends, lovers or e'en a temporary sexual mate. Although nada mooch bigger than a cereal box toy if ya wanna romp with ma male member - an imp for carnal ploy which intercourse would give me joy to drop me drawers lay anchor ahoy perhaps with a phone number for this gentile goy who enjoys foreplay playing being faux coy no matter this mortal happens to be a sixty + six year young looking boy, who would love to lay his little leaping lemur till anchor drops softly in your mossy cove and heart softly murmurs. froom - Scott Matthews a bard **** froom perky yo' man hoops poetic ant ticks woos and alight with desire froom heads to toes middle man appurtenance elongates like a little seaman after a successful day gone fishing he glows.