I never wanted to f**k before I was married as much as I wanna f**k now.
In the very beginning, that’s all we ever did. And now, half way through the marriage, after he had already turned me into an addict, his s** drive freaking dropped and died. yes, I’ve told him this, many of times. I’ve told him, I’ve asked him. Seems to be more s** deprivation for me than it does actually really gettin served and satisfied. It’s fu*k*d up, it isn’t right, and now I’m at that point where I’m almost begging someone to talk dirty to me and mind f**k me some how because I’ve turned on to p*** because of my dissatisfied high a** s** drive now. This is so fu*k*d up.
