A Newly Married Couple Are In Bed…..Brilliant continuation in the first comment 👇

When you find that one person you want to spend your eternity with, you accept them with all their virtues and flaws.

One of the things most people want to know about their partner is how many people they have previously been with, and although this question can sometimes trigger jealousy, that’s still something normal.

A newlywed couple were in a bed when the husband raised the questions about the number of previous partners.

He gathered the courage to ask his wife if she was willing to share such information with him, but she didn’t say anything back, she just started gazing at the ceiling.

Pressing the matter, he assured her, “Just share it with me, it’s okay. How many men have you been with?” but was again met with silence.

Filled with regret that his words could have offended his loved one, the man apologized.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to upset you. I simply thought we could have an open and trusting relationship…”

After continued silence, he uttered, “That’s alright, please don’t be upset.”

Again, there was no answer so he got closer to her and started kissing her and showering her with affection.

Frustrated, she turned to him and said, “Oh, come on! You’ve made me lose count!”

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