Useless, I know, but the reality—instead of the fantasy I'd been pursuing—was devastating.
All my carefully-planned excuses and plans to screw my husband with loving sex into next year, shot to shit.
Willow, the long, tall blonde, said she had a husband who could fuck her every night with his huge cock, 6 times every night, going really deep into her womb and flooded her with cum, each time.
On the DVDs, I groaned, moaned, shouted, sucked, cried out and humped bareback like there'd been no tomorrow. "So, Suzy, here I am, back at home, but with no husband to greet me. Almost all big-dick guys have no idea how to please a woman, except with their size. and nothing else." Clarissa sighed, and murmured, "Yeah, I know. What did I do, after I left town, slut-shamed and—except for you—friendless?