I’ve got to admit—I've always had a thing for a great ass. Funny enough, I didn’t even realize it until I hit my forties. Growing up, I figured I was supposed to be like the other guys, all about the big curves up top. But deep down, I knew my preference was different. Sure, I’ve been with a couple of girls who brought more to the front than the back, but hey, variety is the spice of life, right?
When my wife and I first started dating, she had this habit of wearing tight jeans and leggings that, well... let’s just say they highlighted all the right things. I couldn’t help but wonder what was underneath, and when the big reveal finally happened—wow. It was more than I imagined. Different, sure, but in the best way possible. Her smooth, porcelain skin was a bit of a departure from my usual type, but it didn’t take long for me to appreciate the beauty in every curve.
After a few nights together, I half-jokingly told her I’d love to get a mold of her booty to hang on the wall—hey, I'm a art aficionado! She rolled her eyes and called me ridiculous, but that didn’t stop me from bringing it up every now and then throughout our courtship.
Now that we’re married, the idea still lingers in my mind. I mean, what better way to honor perfection than with a little commemorative art piece? Especially that adorable little mole on the left cheek—it deserves its own spotlight!
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