Insomnia 2

Having a cunt is fucking work and guys pretend it isn't. They don't show up to dinner still glistening and freshly pumped like we do, bottoms all swollen, tucked in tight and never leaking down our thighs unless we let 'em. My boyfriend thinks living together means we skip the 'special night' bullshit, so we barely fuck unless we trip over each other naked. Sex is natural as breathing, a total blast, and the best cheat code for making the two of you dangerously close. Just scratch what itches, slam one out quick, then get back to living.