Addicted To Cock
Zita, Fourty one, married for love, even though that babe had an inkling that her husband wouldn’t be talented to keep her sexually satisfied.
“He didn’t know how to use it at all,” Zita said. “Two pumps and he’d be done. But other than in the bedroom, I was happy. Slutty as hell all the time, always sneaking off to play with myself, but happy nonetheless.”
Then one afternoon, Zita was working her shift in the hair salon, listening to all of the other stylists complain about their boyfriends and husbands, when she came to a realization: This babe was not getting any younger, but she sure as hell was getting hornier. And then she looked down and saw the mammoth bulge in her male client’s jeans.
Said Zita, “At that moment, for the 1st time in my life, after a lifetime of resisting, I knew I couldn’t resist.”
You can guess what happened next. Among the many previously forbidden things Zita has done in the year since that babe left her husband:
1. Had a three-some with one of the other lady hairdressers at work and one of that hairdresser’s male clients.
2. Had sex on the beach at Coney Island with one of the lifeguards.
THREE. Detected that 10-Pounder size isn’t important. And least not to her.
“I definitely do not plan on getting married another time, that is for sure,” this babe told. “That would not be fair to the boy. I mean, some honeys spend their lives looking for love. But I might as well face it. I’m addicted to shlong!”
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