“My husband knows nothing of what I do and I seriously doubt he has the intelligence to find out . . .”  ~Brenda

   My husband has this weird thing he does after sex where he pulls out his cock and cums in his sock. Don’t ask me how I managed to give birth to 8 kids because I won’t be able to tell you. I don’t think I really need to further explain why I feel no desire towards the man at all anymore, but I still will because I want you to feel my disgust:

   He’s a butcher who owns his own business, and in case you don’t know what the average butcher looks like, allow me to give you a very full description: Fat, paunchy, balding, and always coming home smelling like blood.

   Soiled clothes, dirty shoes, and grimy fingernails—you can bet your bottom dollar there’s no way I let his revolting hands touch my body! I’ve worked hard to keep up my appearance, all for . . . what? There’s no point in turning the man on because at the thought of fucking him, my uterus contracts with pain.

      He started off in life virile and attractive, and now looks like a balding pug with one foot in the grave. Eventually I’ll leave the sorry fuck, but in the meantime I need lots and lots of sizzling hot phonesex to get me by. 

 

      My husband knows nothing of what I do and I seriously doubt he has the intelligence to find out; he doesn’t even know how to use a computer and spends most of his time at the store fawning over his dead cows and chickens.  What a waste of life if you ask me.

 

   Let me be your cuckold goddess, darling, your wet milf phonesex queen, your hot granny phone friend, and your hardcore phonesex fetish slut. There’s so much more to me than sitting in this house all day long with a loser for a husband! Call me now, and lets escape this boring world of reality together!

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