Desperate girls, Marriage and Materialism.

Morning. Martine. Hard-on. Got up and went straight to the bathroom. ‘Your bladder must be exploding.’ He said to me. ‘Not really, but I’d rather not fuck on a full bladder.’ ‘Who says I’m going to fuck you?’ I look at him like he’s mad. I did fuck him, it did feel good, but it really hurt too. He’d done me sore the night before as it was. As he tied the little rubber sack, I lie