I have a guy I really like. I can't concentrate on work because all I think about is him, and I want to keep him all to myself. But... this bastard is always cheating and doesn't come home, ignores read receipts, and his dick smells like some other woman's cunt. Every day I'm so jealous I could explode… But if I'm held gently and fiercely, such dissatisfaction instantly vanishes. The cheating hard cock that's been thrust into another woman is incredibly delicious. I don't know why... Even if my heart is angry, my pussy has already forgiven him it seems... While crying sadly from being cheated on, it seems like love juices are also overflowing... Women are weak against guys like this...
