honey, somehow you always know when I’m touching myself.
you’re always there to make sure I only cum with a cock inside me.
so kind of you, since it’s the only way I’m able to cum anymore.
I think that in another 10 years, this will be going on in a majority of bedrooms in America. It’s already a majority in Denmark, Norway, Sweden, and the Neatherlands.
honey, look how sensual and beckoning he looks. I know just how that feels, lying there in anticipation awaiting the overpowering embrace of the one you love.
MASTURBATRIX HANDBOOK p. 45: Frequently milk him from behind, with his penis drawn back between his legs. This position reinforces in his own mind that his male organs are useless, incapable of forward-thrusing female penetration and normal copulation.
honey, little did I know the first time you started spooning me and pressing your hips into me that things would advance on to this and beyond as my desires changed.
now I can’t spoon without being on the inside. or cum without you firmly inside.
honey, over the years my mind and body have learned to to just accept the soft, gentle, feminine life you’ve always planned for me.
and love it.
honey, what have you done to me. and what did you just say to her?
seeing her look at me now from across the pool the only thing that comes to mind is hoping to find a cock under there. or one she’ll slip into (like the one in your bag) to fuck the boy out of me. either way you know that’s just a million times hotter.
either way, with her looking at me like that and all these other people around at the pool party I’m fucked.
publicly, I guess.
honey, I’ve always thought all this Bieber stuff was nonsense.
unless he’s fucking me.
honey, you make a point of reminding me that this only goes for *actual* women…
in spite of what you and your friends have renamed my more fem, girly parts.
honey, your friends now have a funny way of reminding me of my place.
or at least they think it’s funny.
honey, I can think of no better everyday image than this as a sign of marrying well.
just not in the way my parents expected.
honey, there’s nothing like being filled from both ends.
at this point, my soft little girly parts know to stay just as nature intended.