Long ago my wife had a BF. Looking back there seemed and maybe seems to be this aspect that’s unshakable. It was primal. The subtle and direct ways of making us all know and deal with the situation. The power and authority of him taking what’s rightf
yesterday my owner sent me to a disgusting bar to offer my services as a whore for free, 15 men used my holes last night and I ended up hurt but proud of properly fulfilling my role as a woman (or a cum dump bitch which is the same)