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The problem with married life....
The problem with married life.... My last husband was such a piece of shit, totally lied to get me to marry him. I guess I was dumb enough to fall for it. Well it went downhill fast. One week after we were married, he totally changed the game. Totally! All of the sudden, I had no , no assets, and no say, in ANYTHING! So, game on, right? You fuck me, I fuck anyone, and everyone else. So week 2 of marriage.......I had been given a massage as a in my bridal shower, God knows my ex would not have let me for one, so I decided to get the massage, since it was already for. I show up to the parlor, and the next person available is a guy, masculine, not chiseled, but strong, and really strong hands. As I lay there naked and feel his hands, my first thought is, "I am so glad those are not my creepy husband's hands", and I really start to enjoy it. He is talking to me quietly, but I can still hear the deep voice, feel the strengths he pressed down. As he massaged my upper thighs I pushed back a little, so he moved up to my ass, I arched my back and I am pretty sure I moaned softly, so he did the intentional pussy graze. I definitely moaned then, and was wet as fuck, instantly. He was man enough to go there, so I spread my legs a little more as he rubbed it, then stuck one finger in, then two. He held me down with his hand on my ass while he fingered me rougher and rougher. Then I rolled to my side, and he stepped back, probably wondering if I was going to freak out. I just told him, "come here", and reached out and started undoing his belt, then his pants, and pulled his cock out. I scooted up so my head was off the table, and sucked that cock. Definitely better than my husband of two weeks. Then I rolled off the table, bent over it, and he knew exactly what to do, he fucked me like a . No respect, no emotion, just dirty, wet,<b> lust. </font></b>At that point, I don't think I even remembered his name, but we used the remaining 25 minutes of time well. I did get his card, and made sure I pulled $40 out in every time I went to the store, just so James could give me some good dick every couple of weeks. We didn't bother with the massage after that, but I always got undressed and laid on the table. He knew what to do. James ended up getting a job on a cruise ship and leaving after a few months, so my massages stopped, but once Pandora's box has been opened....I was married 6 years, and stopped counting at 50. No, never got caught, but I sure was more content. If I had not found the side dicks, the marriage would have ended in the second month. |
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These things never happen to me. Hopefully someday!
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That's fucking awesome!!! I've always wanted that Happy Ending. Have a great day, and be nice to one another.
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