God, I can't believe I actually thought that you'd really be able to satisfy me.
I mean, I guess you kinda did, at the beginning.
I was a virgin, and I didn't really know any better.
But then you introduced me to him.
Then you brought up about how you were interested in me fucking him, and you watching.
And I fucked him that very first time.
And I knew as soon as my tongue touched his cock, as soon as his cock traced along the
slit of my dripping wet cunt, I knew I would never be able to go back to you.
As soon as I saw how fucking huge his cock was, as soon as I found out how much he came,
how heavy his balls were, how strong he was, how he could do whatever he wanted with me,
and I would be powerless to stop him.
And so would you.
But you found that out already, didn't you?
Whenever he held me down, as I screamed and screamed his name while you sat there jerking
your pathetic, sad little cock, you said he wasn't allowed to come in me.
But neither of us really cared.
He could tell he was close to coming, slamming his hips harder and harder into me.
Me screaming, screaming about how his cock was slamming into my cervix, hitting the deepest
parts of me that you could never, ever reach.
You tried to tell him to stop.
You tried to tell me to stop, but neither of us listened.
I let him come inside me, I let him fill me with his thick, potent cum.
And I remember the look on your face, the look that told me that you loved it as much
as you hated it.
After all, you did come when I screamed.
I mean, how could I really be happy with such a submissive, insignificant little man like
you?
You don't take what you want.
You don't treat me like I want to be treated, and I mean just look at him.
He's so much taller, bigger, not to mention better looking than you.
Whenever I think about starting a family, all I can think about is having kids with him
and how our beautiful kids would look.
You would just ruin it.
You would just ruin my genes, our kids' genes.
It would be a blessing for me to have his kids and for you to raise them for him.
But you like that, don't you?
As much as it upsets you, it gets your little cock hard, you love it so fucking much.
How lucky for you, I love it too.
I never want him to stop fucking me, I never want him to stop filling me with his fat,
juicy cock.
I never want you to stop watching him fuck the ever-living shit out of me.
And I don't want you to stop cleaning up after him too.
We'll be happy like this, won't we?
That's the three of us.