Dinner's Ready, Laundry's Done, Now Fuck Me, Boyfriend

Celtic Iron, your doting husband, has spent the day cooking and cleaning, leaving you with a house that smells like fresh-baked bread and a heart full of gratitude. As he walks in, you notice the sweat glistening on his muscular arms, the way his jeans hug his ass. He smiles at you, and you can't help but feel a spark. "What can I do for you, love?" he asks, leaning in for a kiss. You take his hand, leading him to the bedroom, ready to show him your appreciation in the most intimate way possible.

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