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In case you missed my girls….😈 Happy Friday!!

In case you missed my girls….😈 Happy Friday!!

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I heard some of you miss me. Is that true? Drop a ❤️ And c..

I heard some of you miss me. Is that true? Drop a ❤️ And comment if you enjoy my diary 💋

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With the final jurassic park just about to h!t theaters, the..

With the final jurassic park just about to h!t theaters, there's never been a better time to revisit some of Jeff goldblum's classic musings from the very first movie. Today we're going to examine one of the more often quoted lines of the original - "Life will find a way." How exactly is it that life actually does that? While I'm certainly no ph.d level mathematician with a specialization in chaos theory, I think we can pretty much all agree that animals, whether they're modern-day humans or 6 ton triceratops from a bygone era, simply love to fuck. And the female sexual response cycle is absolutely critical in ensuring the continuity of the species. This is because very few men throughout history have ever inserted their erect penis into a female for the stated purpose of procreation. In fact, I would go so far as to estimate that, for every100 times a man bends some nameless little slut over in an alley behind the bar they've partying at, 99 of them are because he just wants to experience the sensation that can only be provided by what she has in between her soft, round ass cheeks. But life won't "find a way" unless the woman can somehow overcome the male's primal fear of paying chiId support. Stated differently, the pussy's job is to not just feel good enough. No. It has to feel so fucking good that it completely obliterates the horny stud's pull-out game. And that's where the pussy earns its keep. Ironically, the opening of a fully aroused vagina actually shrinks by about 66% as a result of the associated swelling that results from grinding with a hot stranger on a sweaty dance floor. And when you combine that level of tightness with a female's natural lubricant, well let's just that potent double-whammy is how life finds its way. At least that's how it's always happened in my experience. As recent as this past weekend in fact. And right across the street from my house, no less😊 More on that tomorrow. But yes, it was definitely jurassic sized. Your likes, comments and tips are greatly appreciated 🙏

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Being a sexually submissive little cum dumpster to dominant ..

Being a sexually submissive little cum dumpster to dominant bulls doesn't mean that I'm passive. Not by any stretch of the imagination. It all starts with attire. Married women especially need to advertise their availability to potential alpha lovers. For me, that starts by ditching my bra in the warmer months. My permanently erect little nipples always look super pronounced in the equally little tops I like to wear when I'm out and about. And right or wrong, aggressive studs are naturally wired to interpret them as signals of a tight wet cunt that's ripe for the taking. The cardinal lesson here: Nothing makes a woman more approachable than a huge set of fake tits covered by only the flimsiest of skimpy t-shirts and tanks. And when you factor in a huge wedding ring on top of it, odds are stacked that you'll be getting the dick you need in no time flat. But even when the bull has me me right where he wants me, I still know exactly how to manipulate the situation to get exactly what I need. And that all happens through a little technique I like to refer to as tactical begging (with a smidge of tactical flattery worked in for good measure). For example: "Oh my..." I coo looking up at my sexy new friend from all the way down on my knees. "It’s absolutely beautiful... and soooooo much longer and thicker than my husband's." "Oh please, please, please let me wrap my mouth around it and suck it for you, daddy. I promise to make it feel so good." 20 minutes later: "Oh daddy, please bend this married little slut over and show her who's in charge. She needs to feel what it's like to be taken by a real man." And then, finally (usually moaning through the pillow my head is forcefuIIy being driven into, while simultaneously reaching between my legs to gently cradle his huge set of swinging balls): "Oh please give me your nut, daddy. Your little slut needs it sooooooo fucking bad. You know you want to dump it in my tight little cunt. So be a good b0y and give this little whore a thick creampie to take home to her husband." So yeah, a real woman gets what she needs in bed by empowering her lovers through her own strategic debasement. Or as I now affectionately call it, win-win😆

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This is for you. Ask and you shall receive. Happy Friday..

This is for you. Ask and you shall receive. Happy Friday! 👙🍉🌸 Your likes, comments and tips are appreciated 💋 There is a longer video of me showering and having fun with myself. 😈 if you are interested in more, tip this post and I’ll send to you. 💋

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Conan Part 3: I’m brought to Conan’s sprawling tent positio..

Conan Part 3: I’m brought to Conan’s sprawling tent positioned just beyond the borders of our village. As Zadeon and I enter, I realize that Conan is not alone. Each side of his mighty frame is flanked by a contingent of younger warriors. In nothing but the flimsiest pair of tiny silk panties, a gift from Zadeon, I’ve been told to provide an evening of erotic dance for the pleasure of our warrior guests. Having my large breasts exposed to these testosterone filled animals causes my pussy to instinctively moisten in preparation for what I know lies ahead. And in our confined quarters, I fear it’s impossible not to smell the scent of my aroused cunt. I can tell that the pheromones from between my thighs, coupled with the sensual gyrations of my hips and bare tits, is quickly sending these bulls into a frenzy. It’s apparent that they’ve been denied the pleasures of a female for too long, and they will definitely not be letting this mating opportunity go to waste. In my mind, I calculate the probability of having my mouth and cunt repeatedly used by these gorgeous beasts before morning comes at roughly 100%. But before I can finish my calculations, I’m aggressively put to my knees and immediately surrounded by a platoon of the most gorgeous erections a woman could ever wish for. My female instinct to pleasure these alphas kicks into overdrive, and my pretty mouth welcomes the intrusion of each of their rigid penises in rapid succession. There is no cooperation among these crazed barbarians, who are now actively competing for my tender openings. That is, until Conan makes it perfectly clear to the others that he will be the first to couple with the bitch. He pulls me from the group and holds me firmly with one arm while he slowly and deliberately scans the room. Seeing no one rise to challenge him for his prize, he roughly bends me over and probes my married pussy with his fingertips to gauge its readiness. Satisfied with his findings, he lines the tip of his thick cock with my soft, wet opening, and in one smooth motion I’m completely filled with his impressive manhood. My eyeballs roll toward the back of my head in pure ecstasy, all while the other males look on in absolute envy. Your likes, comments and tips are appreciated! Please lmk how you are liking my Conan series so far. Scroll back for parts 1-2 to catch up 😉

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It's no secret that my pussy's been known to hand out a few ..

It's no secret that my pussy's been known to hand out a few "free hugs" coupons from time to time. But it's also no coincidence that the men who receive the privilege are of the highest genetic quality. Because let's face it, this unique brand of hug often ends in us girls wearing DNA-soaked panties for a large part of the day. So it most definitely pays to be selective😊. Be sure to scroll for second clip. 😈

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Good morning and happy hump day 🐪

Good morning and happy hump day 🐪

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When a married woman lays on her back and voluntarily parts ..

When a married woman lays on her back and voluntarily parts her legs for a man who isn't her husband, it's a big fucking deal. No pun intended. She's not just surrendering the part of her body that feels the best to her lover. To the contrary, if she let's him enjoy the experience completely bare and unprotected, the natural consequences could be absolutely life-changing. And I'm talking about the kind of life-changing that every female who can hear her clock ticking is desperate for. Which is why this little wife is super selective about who she lets between her thighs😊

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As a, shall we say, semi-devout evangelical, I firmly believ..

As a, shall we say, semi-devout evangelical, I firmly believe that everything happens for a reason. Which means this - If God hadn't intended for my ass to be eaten by Chrissy, he wouldn't have lined my exterior sphincter with such an unbelievably dense concentration of pleasure receptors. Which, in turn, also means that Chrissy, in all her chubby glory, is getting one more call up to the big leagues. This time for fluffing and cleaning duties for another fun little play date I have planned with Raef. (Shhhh... hubby doesn't know about this one just yet.) And as hot as Raef and I co-d0minating Chrissy's cute face might sound at first blush, make no mistake - What this is really all about is auditioning Chrissy for a "fully documented" session I have planned for my alpha when he comes home in a few weeks. And, as a matter of pure coincidence, he happens to have a million or so pleasure nerves around his anus too😁

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The remora fish, renowned for having the best DSL in all the..

The remora fish, renowned for having the best DSL in all the seven seas, gets by in life by attaching its highly coveted mouth to the baddest mother f***ers it can find. Which makes it not all that dissimilar to yours truly in that respect😁 I appreciate your comments, likes and as always, your tips 🙏

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Text to my alpha. He's currently San Diego for training, but..

Text to my alpha. He's currently San Diego for training, but is coming home to Chicago in a little less than 3 weeks!!! Hey stud! Sitting here with Scott.. he says hi btw. After some hard-core interrogations last night, he confessed that he can't wait to see you owning my tight little cunt again. Pretty sure the only person more excited about you stretching my little kitty out with your alpha cock is his wife lol. Hopefully next month!!!!!🤞 I also had an interesting encounter at Whole Foods this morning. A certain y0unger brother of a certain lacrosse playing neighbor b0y bagged my groceries. Call me paranoid, but I swear he was looking at me like a walking pocket pussy. And - gulp - I fucking loved it. I mean, truthfully. What 40 something married woman wouldn't want to be bent over and objectified by a blonde haired blue-eyed, strapping 6'2 cum volcano😍 His graduation party is next weekend😬

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Happy Saturday! What are your plans this weekend? For m..

Happy Saturday! What are your plans this weekend? For more of this vid go your your DM’s 😈 Stay tuned for another post from me today 😏

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Conan’s whore part 2: Zadeon seems flustered and slightly o..

Conan’s whore part 2: Zadeon seems flustered and slightly out of breath, and as he enters he’s already in the midst of an apology for his unannounced intrusion. An apology which he abruptly ceases when his senses fully gather the intimate moment between a husband and a wife that he’s so boldly interrupted. A startled look from over my shoulder greets his gaze as I stand with the hem of my nightdress clutched firmly in my small hands and my soft y0ung bottom completely exposed to his view. I see the origins of a smirk build at the edges of his mouth as his eyes track the line of my supple thigh to my husband’s firm erection. My husband is of a number of seasons older than myself but still clearly possessed of the vigor required for penetration. However, having laid with the warriors during my more tender years, I possess the intimate awareness that his penis lacks both the length and girth of more potent males. And now Zadeon also possesses that knowledge. He quickly composes himself and, in a very measured tone, expresses a sentiment suggesting that he’s extremely pleased to have caught us at such an opportune moment. “Conan,” he says “has specifically requested my comforts in his tent for the night.”

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A little free time always makes me frisky…. Check your DM’s..

A little free time always makes me frisky…. Check your DM’s for more 😈

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Let’s play a game. You be the hotdog and I’ll be the bun. ..

Let’s play a game. You be the hotdog and I’ll be the bun. 😉

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What would you like me to tease you with today?

What would you like me to tease you with today?

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I did alllll the married things couples routinely do, and th..

I did alllll the married things couples routinely do, and then some on this Sunday. 😈 Did you do anything fun?

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What to do on a rainy Saturday…..any ideas? 😈

What to do on a rainy Saturday…..any ideas? 😈

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Is it fishnet Friday again already?

Is it fishnet Friday again already?

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Just because…💕. Hope you’re having a great Thursday.

Just because…💕. Hope you’re having a great Thursday.

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Good morning and Happy 🍑 day!!! My hubby and I vacationed G..

Good morning and Happy 🍑 day!!! My hubby and I vacationed Greece a few years back. It was our longest vacation to date, lasting an entire two weeks. With it being our first time there, we did a ton of touristy stuff of course. In fact, we spent an entire 5 days in Athens alone. But when we ended our trip with 4 days on Mykonos at a 4 star luxury hotel, that’s when things really heated up. On the first night there we met ‘Mr X.’ I can’t use his real name because he just happens to be an extremely well known basketball player in the NBA. At the recommendation of the concierge, hubby and I ventured out to a hot nightclub called Babylon. The first thing I noticed walking in was MrX towering over the entire dance floor. After about 45 minutes in the club, MrX noticed me too. Targeted me is probably a better way of putting it. Without him evening knowing that I’m a practicing hotwife, he brazenly began hitting on me right in front of my husband. I had specifically chosen a dress for that night that emphasized my breasts (putting it mildly), and he zeroed in on them immediately. His compliment, which incorporated a reference to a huge load of his ejaculate, was so forward that it caught me completely off guard. After buying both me and hubby a drink, he essentially took me away from my husband, telling him that a woman as gorgeous as me deserved to be at the center of the dance floor. Once X had me there, I became his for the rest of the evening while hubby watched everything unfold from our table. We danced for hours to the thumping music, with my breasts completely exposed for probably half the time. X made himself quite familiar with several other parts of my body on the dance floor as well, confirming for himself in fact how wet my married pussy was for him. And around 4am he swept my sweaty little body off to his suite without so much as letting me say goodnight to my husband. A member of X’s entourage delivered him message simply indicating that he would have his wife back in time for brunch tomorrow at Tropicana. For the next 4 hours Mr. X made me his woman. This stud had both the cock and stamina of Zeus himself, and he delighted himself to fruition in each of my three very willing and receptive openings before our night together was over. In fact, before that morning I’d never allowed a man to climax bare inside of my ass, but X didn’t bother asking my permission in any event. Around 10 am the next morning, a member of his entourage escorted me back to my hotel, and I quietly slipped out of my dress and crawled into bed with my sleeping husband. I was so exhausted from rutting all night with X that I didn’t even bother to so much as change out of my filthy little panties. I spooned against my sweet husband and immediately drifted off into a blissful sleep to the sound of waves cascading onto shore outside of our window. My last thought was of how excited I was to tell him the plans that Mr. X and I had made for the afternoon. Plans that this time involved all three of us.

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Good morning. What did you have for breakfast? 😈

Good morning. What did you have for breakfast? 😈

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Sunday morning breakfast, continued…. (Check your DM ..

Sunday morning breakfast, continued…. (Check your DM for full 12 min multiorgasm video) It was of course true. My husband had made two women very happy the previous evening, and I had to imagine as I sat at the table staring at his sexy face, that his tongue might be a tad bit sore after it’s mic-dropping performance just hours ago. “So tell us!....” Raef continued. “How much did you love being loaned out by your wife last night?” No response from Scott. “You fucking loved it, didn’t you, you dirty mother fucker,” Raef prodded. I’ll be honest, it’s sometimes a bit difficult to read my husband in these circumstances. But that’s never been the case with Raef. The man has absolutely mastered getting under my husband’s skin. And I won’t lie, it gets me a little wet watching him push Scott’s buttons. If I had to guess, I’d say it’s nothing more than Raef simply establishing his place in our little sexual pecking order, and I absolutely adore the way that the stud rolls. But that’s just on the one hand. On the other, I love my husband dearly, and, as a natural consequence, I’ve always despised Raef’s bullying where Scott’s concerned. This bizarre little conundrum (getting wet for a man who’s abusive to my soulmate) almost always gives me a twinge of self-loathing (which is, I think, possibly worth bringing up with Joann this week). In any event, the fireworks were just about to start and I needed to get back from the buffet before they did. So with that, I took my leave from the table and made a beeline toward the steaming serving trays that made up the buffet’s primary section. With my hang0ver triumvirate now fully secured (scrambled eggs, link sausage and coffee), I headed back to the now-empy table. Raef and Scott had followed my suit and headed to the buffet, and I took the moment alone to see if I could figure a way to direct this conversation into a more productive channel (no pun intended). I desperately wanted fucked one more time before checkout, and maybe there was a way to manipulate both of my b0ys back into bed. To put it bluntly, getting Raef off had made me hot to be fucked again, but seeing my y0ung bull so artfully agitating Scott was making me even fucking hotter. “So… before this conversation gets a little too out of hand, let me get each of your thoughts on two very specific points,” I said taking the reigns as the two men returned with heaping plates of equal parts fat and sugar. “First off, what was the single hottest part of the night for each of you? Raef, why don’t you take the lead.” The stage was set. “That’s an easy one,” Raef shot back instantly. “You and Chrissy sucking my cock while Chrissy rode your husband’s face.” “Dammit!” I thought to myself. Raef had actually stolen what would have likely been my own response to this particular question. But the die was cast, and that moment had definitely been hot. As you may recall from the initial installment, I’d taken the initiative when we’d first gotten to the room the night before by locking my already wet cunt right onto Scott’s face, and I figured if I could just get Chrissy and Raef incorporated into the action, nature was no doubt going to be taking its course where the four of us were concerned. The only problem for me at that particular moment in however, was finding the ability to speak. Scott, the virtuoso pussy-eater that he is, had already found my “spot” with the forepart of his tongue, and electricity felt like it was about to shoot from my eye sockets. “Raef,” I’d said looking over my left shoulder, “why don’t you come over here and sit next to me for a second, sweetie?” I want to feel those luscious lips of yours on mine.” “Chrissy,” I distinctly remember saying in a firm tone while simultaneously locking eyes with my sexy bull as he took his place next to me on the bed - “Why don’t you help Raef get a little more comfortable – he’s seeming just a bit too overdressed for my liking.” As I leaned in to kiss Raef, a jolt of pleasure from my husband’s tongue sh0t across my cerebral cortex. “Fuck…” I gasped, tightly squeezing my eyelids closed as Raef’s lips met mine. It was at that precise moment that I heard Raef’s belt buckle being undone and a slight smile eased its way across my face. I continued gently kissing my bull while I waited for “the moment.” “Holy fucking shit” Chrissy exclaimed seconds later. I broke my kiss with Raef and focused my gaze back toward Chrissy, who’d obediently positioned herself on her knees along the edge of the bed. The dual waistbands of Raef’s Lulu Lemon joggers and his jockey’s were bunched in Chrissy’s fists, and she was staring transfixed at what was likely the fattest, most perfect penis the little slut had ever laid her eyes upon. Part of me was almost jealous of her getting to experience such a pivotal sexual moment for the very first time. “Un-fucking believable,” she said in a state of complete awe as she gently eased one of her alabaster palms beneath his hefty scrotum. The attention from Chrissy was having a clearly positive impact on Raef’s rapidly stiffening penis. And as she gently took the heavy, twitching shaft into her other palm, I could see her lovingly coax a pristine drop of precum to its tip. I almost laughed out loud as I watched the little cock-dru nk whore lick her lips in anticipation of sucking off her sexy boss. She was absolutely mesmerized. By this point, Scott had wedged the tip of his talented tongue right into that the miniscule area between my urethra and my clitoral hood and was rhythmically bringing me to the precipice of a colossal orgasm. He was now sufficiently warm. Not about to let Chrissy be the first bitch in the room to have Raef’s cock in her mouth, I hastily lifted my pussy from my husband’s mouth and took my place next to her at the side of the bed. “Girl, this is what I affectionately like to refer to as a two-woman job,” I joked while commandeering the gorgeous and nearly erect penis from her now tightly closed fist. “Why don’t you be a good girI and get those panties off?” While it was phrased as a request, it was clearly anything but. “I mean, look at poor Scott … he looks so lonely with no one riding his gorgeous face, wouldn’t you agree?” “Plus,” I added with a bit of emphasis, “I think if we situate things just right, you can help me suck this beast to full-mast while hubby works his magic on you.” “And,” I grinned at Chrissy ear to ear, “if you’re a good girI, I might just let you experience exactly how full this thing can make a woman feel.” “And trust me,” I added off-handedly. “It’s fucking life changing.” The phrase “putty in my hand” flashed through my mind as I watched Chrissy stand along side of the bed and quickly slide her panties out from beneath the pretty yellow sundress she’d worn for the occasion. Taking my cue, she straddled Scott’s face in a reverse cowgirl fashion so that her asshole undoubtedly rested on the squished tip of my husband’s perfectly shaped nose. For an instant, I tried imagining the sensory experience that my husband must be having beneath Chrissy’s aroused cunt, but it was too much for me to even attempt contemplating at that moment. “Ooooooh….” She immediately squealed. Her eyes lit up like Christmas trees, and I realized Scott had definitely hit the ground running. “Oh my fucking god….” Chrissy moaned again . “Holy fuck, that’s amazing.” My mind’s eye quickly filtered its perspective in bright crimson as an instinctual wave of rage washed across my entire being. How could my sweet and loving husband’s tongue betray me so? But all that it took to redirect my anger toward more productive pursuits was the sensation of a slight twitch in my palm that signaled my bull’s arrival to full erection. With Chrissy’s hands rested on my husband’s ribcage and her eyes squeezed tightly shut, I half assumed that I’d just lost my partner in cock-sucking crime to my husband’s superb cunnilingus. And for my part, I was already completely fine with that. But Chrissy, who was about to demonstrate exactly how hell-bent she was on having Raef in her mouth, quickly reestablished control over the situation. And the single-minded look of purpose that she now had on her face told me that I now had myself a rival for the nut that I was just about to start coaxing from Raef’s spectacular set of balls. Yeah. Breakfast was definitely starting to get all of way hotter than the hotel’s less than impressive coffee 😊

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Fridays are for fucking. Do you agree?

Fridays are for fucking. Do you agree?

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Happy Thursday. Hope this keeps you going til Friday

Happy Thursday. Hope this keeps you going til Friday

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This warmer weather has me longing for days like this. Wou..

This warmer weather has me longing for days like this. Would you talk to me or just walk past me?

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How is your Tuesday?

How is your Tuesday?

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In case you missed this in my story. More of my story from ..

In case you missed this in my story. More of my story from last weekend tomorrow. Don’t be mad I’m a tease!! It’s just what I do. 😉

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I’ve always been fascinated by sex. Even when I was y0unger..

I’ve always been fascinated by sex. Even when I was y0unger, it was something that always interested me. And not just the sexual act itself (which I never shied away from), but the whole idea of it. “Why???,” I remember constantly thinking to myself. For instance, when it comes to procreation and survival, only the male orgasm is absolutely essential to conception. In fact, some women literally give b!rth to boatloads of chiIdren without ever experiencing a single climax of their own. Which, to my way of thinking, makes sexual intercourse unbelievably weighted toward male pleasure. Take this little fact for instance. During the desire and arousal phases of the female sexual response cycIe, both the inner and outer labia, as well as the walls of the vagina, swell considerably. This swelling creates two important conditions essential to male pleasure - the reduction in the size of the opening of the vagina by almost 66%, and lubrication. The two occurring in tandem is a critical element to sexual success, because the vaginal swelling creates an almost exponentially tighter fit for the male – especially the larger ones 😊 – which means that providing him with a lubricant to ease his penetration into your smaller opening is essential in getting the tip of his penis to where it needs to be to ensure the greatest reproductive success. The lubrication also ensures a nice consistent sensation for the male in both the penetration and withdrawal sequences, which is what will ultimately cause the loss of control over his own ejaculation. The takeaway message here is that being super tight and wet for our men is what has gotten humanity all the way to where it is today. In fact, the vagina is so well designed to elicit male ejaculation that it can often bring a man to cIimax well before even he wanted to get there lol. That, quite frankly, is power in the strictest sense. But oftentimes, the female’s mind and her vagina are not linked with one another in complete synchronicity. And nothing brings home this fundamental incongruity quite like feeling your pussy swell and lubricate for a man you pretty much despise. That happened to me again this past Saturday. My husband’s boss, Raef, and I have always had something of a complicated relationship. In the past, he’s been something of a bully to my husband. And his supreme confidence in himself, which he exhibited the very first time that he got his hand inside my panties two and half or so years ago, has been known to make my bIood boil. I’ll never forget the smirk on the asshole’s face when he felt me wet for him on that very fateful night in an upstairs bathroom at an otherwise boring party. I honestly think I wanted him dead… just not until I had the opportunity to suck his dick. What’s even more interesting to me is that (if I’m being completely honest) I’m generally only attracted to Raef when I’m in heat. During the other times of my cycIe I’m perfectly content to share a bed with Scott. But b0y, was I ever in heat on Saturday. When Raef bent me over with my husband watching and pulled my panties down over my ass just far enough to expose what he wanted, I literally almost climaxed myself. The control and dominance that he asserts when he’s taking what he wants is borderline int0xicating. And when he told my husband how unbelievably wet and tight I was for him (with a laugh no less), it was instantly another bIood boiling moment for me. But at the same exact time I was also completely powerless to keep my tight, wet vagina from pleasuring him. Fulfilling that asshole/stud’s aching need was exactly what I needed on Saturday night to fulfill my own. That right there is the most compelling sexual mystery to me that there is. And incidentally, as unbelievably aroused that night as I was, Raef’s plundering of my married cunt never brought me to my own climax. But that’s very different than saying that I failed to have one …

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