You Were Listening To Your Girlfriends Complaints About How Their Men Watched So Much Porn. Smiling Into

You were listening to your girlfriends complaints about how their men watched so much porn. Smiling into your coffee as they complain about why don't their men jerk off to them. Keeping to yourself that no one wants to jerk off to someone with stained sweats, a t-shirt that is 90% bleach stained with your hair, a rats nest.

Others complaining how their man always wants to be rougher after watching porn. Which duh is why you find porn for your man. You orgasm regularly with your man, and they don't with theirs. Duh, I wonder why.

The rest complained that it degrades women. Considering they can't get past the third date, you think they might need some degrading sex.

But you say nothing. Just enjoying the pleasant soreness between your legs from your husband using you like a fleshlight last night. Smiling from the memory.