The oiled up workout video. I said I would do it, I did it,..

The oiled up workout video. I said I would do it, I did it, I came, and off to the showers I go. It was fun. It was a solid cum. Hate to cum and run but the shower is calling my name! Next item: So what turns me on about cheating on my husband and/or boyfriend? For some reason that is the question of the day. Some of you are going to hate me for this, but I'm just going to be truthful. I love pushing my partner to the breaking point. Some might say crushing them. I love leaving them at home in agony as they wonder if I am making out with another man while stroking his cock. Maybe it's even one of their friends or co-worker I'm with. Knowing that they are pacing the floor, constantly calling or texting me on a phone that I will never answer because I'm busy getting stuffed with cock in every hole, leaves wet spots in my pants. I know they're going insane with jealousy and insecurity, wondering if they have lost me forever to a superior man as they mentally picture me giving my ass up to his cock. And they generally imagine correctly as that superior man's cock is most likely dumping semen in my colon as he sits at home alone and stresses out over it. The worst part is they don't know for sure because, of course, I lied, and I said I was going out with some girlfriends. I may even have gone out with some girlfriends, but that doesn't mean I didn't also invite the cock that I wanted to fuck. Sometimes I will call home under the guise of checking in to hear the sheer agony in his voice as he tries to pretend everything is okay and tell me he trusts me. Bad idea, trusting me. I have made that exact call more than once with a cock buried deep in my guts. Usually about to unload its sperm inside of me. It is a massive mental game for me, and I know some of you are thinking, what an evil bitch. I guess I am, but just telling you about it makes me slippery down there. I have been upfront and honest about my ways for the last 20 years, and I will not change. I don't want to change. Still, some guys think they have the magic dick that will tame my pussy. It's pointless and an excellent way to end up walking away dickless in the eyes of your coworker or friend, who is rearranging my guts daily with his cock. Humiliation is a big part of my game. Not just humiliating my boyfriend or husband, but I get off on being humiliated myself. It is a multifaceted thing. It's hard to explain. Being so infatuated with a man's penis that I am willing to be nothing more than three holes for his dick to do as it pleases when it pleases is thoroughly humiliating for anyone. I live for that feeling, though. I hunt it down, and when I don't have it, I crave to be reduced to nothing more than a sperm dump for some man's cock. But I like to pass it on as well. That is the crucial part. I want my boyfriend, my one and only, to feel that depravity with me. The odd part is, if he into it, he is and will remain my true one and only. I will always return home to him. Full of another man's jizz, but still, I will come home to him when the other man is done fucking my holes. Yeah, I know, super weird, super mean, super everything, but I am too far along to worry about what people think anymore. I like what I like, and that isn't going to change. I guess be careful if you are into the Hotwife thing because I have known many a woman who has destroyed her marriage by getting totally into the lifestyle. Mostly because her husband terribly misjudged his level of security and trust. Of course, for me, that insecurity is what makes my box gush uncontrollably.