I do take medication. Helps me cope with nightmares and stress. But . no pill cures my nightmares. But thanks for caring .
Last night I thought I would fill my fantasy with a B B C . My husband is away on a business trip. So? I brought home a waiter from our favorite restaurant. I couldn’t believe how big his sausage was. Yes, I moaned when he slid in my willing playground. Yes, I bucked back like it was my very first time. I knew he was ready. Then he treated me like a high school girl. I couldn’t even believe that he pulled out and squirted his cream pie all over my stomach. Then asked me to s u c k on his sausage. And I’m like seriously after pulling out. Then I yelled get dressed and get the F U C K O U T.
When I was much younger, I developed a serve bleeding problem down south. My parents learned from the doctors I had cancer in my ovaries. Yep, they were removed. After a while the doctors put me on hormone pills to straighten out my body function. While in middle high school years I attended a party after a football game. The guy I was with we ended up in the upper loft of this house. We started making out. It gotten hot and heavy. Off came my bra gotten my t i t t i e s s u c k e d o n . Then f i n g e r e d . He didn’t ask me I asked him. He removed my p****** he dropped his pants and I was interduced to my first s t i f f i e . My life changed after that. If it gotten h a r d I became willing. Yep, I became a total willing S L U T.
