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“Or do you just not care because you’ve never had to control yourself?” “I’ll clean it,” I say quickly. “I’ll make more.” He laughs. Short. Ugly. “Make more?” His eyes drag over me, slow and deliberate. “You’ve already had plenty, haven’t you?” My face burns. I stare at the floor. At the sauce spreading between the cracks. “You know what people see when they look at you?” he continues. “They see a fat girl who doesn’t know when to stop. Eating. Standing. Existing. Just too much.”

I have no idea why I am here. He took my hand gently. Warm and reassuring. 'I know why Liam.' I gave him a look, communicating to tell me. He picked up on it. 'My guess, you are in a sexless marriage. missing the passion both of you had when you sired four children. You have turned to p**n, hiding your identity on any site you joined. You started looking at straight p**n but became numb to its benefits. You tried shemale and stuck with it until it didn't turn you on - de-sensitized. You hesitated to try gay. You pretended to yourself to stumble across it, maybe at first a bi-sexual video. You moved on to pure gay. It re-kindled the excitement and you stuck with it, occasionally trying straig

"What about those huge hands? For God's sake! The man is beautiful. He just need a few... adjustments.” "You're not winning to transform people's lives, Jessy," Gabbie said, arching an eyebrow. "Do I need to remember a story similar to this of "taking any man and turning him into a hot and addicted to his savior"? Or do you remember well that the first version of this story did not end in a very friendly way?” I made a face, refusing to talk or remember that story. The problem hadn't even happened to me. It was a private subject of my mother, but Gabbie always mentioned it to disarm me.

“Oh my! Oh heavens!” Nougat suddenly paused, and he stared at Justin in disbelief. “My little friend is gay?" he inquired while eyeing Justin seriously as if he really couldn’t believe the news. “What the hell? Did Aunt…" Justin’s expression changed, and his eyes turned cold. "Shut your mouth, Nougat.” He glared at Nougat coldly. Who’s this bastard to interfere in his business? “First thing, I'm not little. Second thing, I am not your friend, and don't call me gay! My affair is none of your business.” He snapped.

He glanced at me with a small smile, then returned his focus to driving. My lips pursed in annoyance. “My body is still beautiful, even though I eat a lot.” “I know.” Once again, I saw the smile on his face. It wasn't the mocking smile he had given me in the past. “It is unclear to me why my appetite has increased so much now.” I can't possibly say that it's not just me who needs to eat. Since becoming pregnant, my appetite has doubled. It looks like my triplets will grow up well. “Don't be afraid of gaining weight. The most important thing is to stay healthy.” His dimples were visible when he spoke and smiled at the same time. Back in our school days. Many women admired Gabriel because he h

Jennifer: Shrug emoji. I decided to take a different tack. This time, rather than pick safe, general stories, I chose a bunch of different categories and sent my favorites from each. One was romantic, about a couple falling in love. The next was about a wife who sleeps with another man. Another had a husband bringing in his best friend for a threesome. I chose one that had some bondage (not my thing, but I picked a story that was highly rated). I sent a Lesbian story and a Gay male one (again, I relied on the ratings). I linked a story about watching two people have sex in the woods, and one about a girl riding a sybian for the first time. I skipped two categories: nonconsent and incest. As

Don't get me wrong; of course I want to be sexy as hell, but I also want to stay healthy. I wouldn't say that I am fat; you might label me as mid-size and I could flawlessly fit into any size 11 outfit. I have to blame my weight gain on all the junk food I consumed, and before I knew it, time was beginning to take its toll on me. Since I put on some weight, I usually wear clothes that keep me covered aside from when I'm working out at the gym. Fuck, having hot sexual intercourse with more than one person is all I can think of.

he questioned, his lips lingering over the swell of my breasts. “I’m going to bloat in all the wrong places,” I whined. “How does that matter?” “I’ve been researching a lot lately, and according to data, seventy per cent of men lose interest in their women when they get pregnant and grow baby fat.” He grunted, “Remind me to check your browser history daily. I don’t want you searching stupid shit. And what makes you think I’m amongst the seventy per cent men? I’m the only one for you.”

I reply as I take a sip of my pineapple juice. He's having Coca-Cola while I stick to my pineapple juice. “It's been years, miss. I think around the time when Genevieve wasn't even my friend. And now, she's my wife. Can you imagine how many years have passed?” I sprinkle a bit of my attitude at him. “You are so freaking dramatic, Conrad.” “And hey, G****e said that steaks are actually good for weight loss.” Conrad is not only dramatic, but he also believes G****e that much.

" Really? Am I beautiful? " " Yes, you're very beautiful and sexy. " He whispering while pestering kisses on her neck. He heard her sigh. " You're lying. I'm not sexy anymore. Look.. " She broke the hug. " My waist aren't small anymore... My hips.. They got bigger and same with my thighs.. " She pouted and stare at him. " I'm fat. " Liam chuckled and peck her lips. " Baby, it's normal. You're pregnant. "