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Another morning of working out my feelings.

Man, this is getting really boring.

How the hell did I replace being wanted, needed, and desired by my husband

to doing squats?

It feels like months since Mark even kissed me, and I'm pretty sure

that I masturbate more than a young man who plays video games.

And yet, I continue to work out and always want to look good for a man

that clearly doesn't appreciate it or me anymore.

One of these days, I wish someone would just take one look at me and tell me how

beautiful I am or compliment me on my body.

A girl can dream, can't she?

Hello?

Oh, delivery service.

Got it.

All right.

Well, I will be right up.

Okay, thank you.

Well, how much do I owe you?

Um, I might be out a lot of bananas, but you are incredibly beautiful.

Really?

Yeah, like, your body is so banging.

Wow, okay.

Thank you.

You know what big tits don't go far?

What? Playing big cock.

I haven't had a cock in too many tits in so fucking

long.

In too many time. Fuck.

Amen.

And just like that.

Yeah.

It's been going away since my husband left me.

It's a damn shame. My work is done.

What do you think?

I'm so happy I could listen to everything.

Oh, wow.

It's so funny. Damn it.

So good.

Thank you.

Holy shit, dude.

the end but

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I feel so f***ing huge in my a**hole.

Jesus Christ.

Are you okay? Are you injured?

Yes, I am.

Nice and strong. Do you feel old?

Do you want me to push you?

Let me help you.

You think they're pretty?

Tell me how pretty you think they are.

Those are so fucking beautiful.

I think I can do whatever the fuck I want to them too.

Yeah.

You did set your face on your chest though.

You got both.

You can request me if you need any more deliveries, but I actually got to run.

So I got to see some other houses. For sure.

Okay. Thanks for being here.

Thanks, babe.