Angie is a freak. She never feels like she is normal. If you look at her, you might think she is a sweet girl. Petite, a cute face and she has thick and sexy lips. In relationship, she is a cheater, a giant cheater. She loves passionately and can sacrifice everything for her lovers... yes, lovers with the S at the end. She feels like she has so much love to give. She never feels Enough. Of Love, of Lovers ,and Sex...
In relationship, she is a man. She loves to control ,she loves to be in charge, she loves to give... She has always been the giver in all of her past relationships. All the guys she had been with felt she was too much for them...
"You are too much energy for me ..." They ended up get bored of her. They left her. She jumped from relationship to relationship.
She has to masturbate everyday. She is must be the most dirtiest girl in the world, she pictured her boyfriend is sleeping with the woman she knows. She is the one that has biggest breast in her choir. And her boyfriend used to talk about her a lots and admit that he used to dream of having sex with her. Angie could never forget that statement. She finds herself get turn on everytime she thinks about that. She imagines the two of them is having an affair.
"He would come over to her house when her husband is absent. She would welcome him at the threshold with just lingerie on... She prepared to see him with alluring perfume and shaved that area nicely...They would make love from the kitchen to the bedroom. He wants her matured sexy feature. And she wants the energy of a young man..."
Angie masturbates with the thought of it... She can see the woman's face when her boyfriend touches her breasts.. And she would scream " Oh baby, that feels so good ! My husband could never make me feels like this...just like that baby"
and he would whisper in her ears :"Oh sister , you are so hot... i can't hold it anymore.."
This is the point when Angie reaches her orgasm...
If it sounds like a porno story to you ,Angie is crying .... screaming. She can't get this dirty thought out of her mind. She's dying. . . in her jealousy, in her lust...
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