Dirty Confessions By Women

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Sometimes i want to save these children , to protect them and make them children again cause i feel like a child but with more rights than the ''real biological'' children . Dan darling, I knew for sure I really was in love with you when you went down on me the night of the Centerville football game. It’s not because “I DO NOT DO LAUNDRY,” but it just kind of ended up being a division of labour we did when we were just married and have kept to it. koore u can't confirm it e bile if u read with feelings u get stressed, anxious and all emotions all at once.

Parenting is damn tough, so to get things in the open I thought I'd share a few of my dirty parenting confessions with you. Normally I just wear diapers and sit in my own piss while my diaper overflows, but today I woke up really horny and really needing to pee and after deciding not to piss myself, I sat up on my bed and browsed the internet on my laptop looking for something to masturbate while pissing to.During these moments I often find myself wondering why I was put within earshot of certain conversations. But hopefully, it makes you laugh and realise that each and every one of you is probably better at laundry than I am. We have worked this all out over the years so our marriage is pretty much confrontation free on this and other matters.

I purposely bent over so he could look at my wet snatch one last time and said "say bye bye to the good good asshole, you're cut off! To calculate the overall star rating and percentage breakdown by star, we don’t use a simple average. It took me awhile to get used to the smell but I loved it, and it was because of the smell at first that I didn't want or think I would like tasting my piss. They have everything to do with this and nna I am not heartless to the point of having them grow up without their father so better they die with you. Darling, I probably should’ve told you about his gift while we were making it, but he thought it better to be a surprise for you.I want a faithful man who loves me for me, who will show me and teach me what love is, not an ignorant man, I want a man who will accept me for me. For more from Abbey, visit her blog The Son And The Moon, and follow The Son And The Moon on Facebook for daily updates from life in the sandpit (aka Dubai)! There will be plenty of women out there who’d happily let you eat another man’s cum from their pussy. It was some pee stains and some of my pussy crust on it and I love to rub my thong between my pussy when I can.

We've always had a great friendship, we can talk about anything and anyone; nothing is off the table and he has a huge, juicy piece of wood.

However, the biggest culprit in breakups seems to be one spouse being jealous or distrustful of the other spouse, usually husbands distrusting the actions of their wives with others. About a week or two ago, my girlfriend and me were doing it, and i knew she was fertile, so while i was fucking her doggystyle, I pulled out and started fingering her with one hand while with the other I tore the tip of the condom. I go months without washing my pussy, I know I shouldn't because of yeast, my ph levels and what not but I just love the smell/feeling when my pussy reeks and has crust all over my pussy. I started small with pissing my panties in the shower, then moving up to while I was asleep and then to diapers. My wife and I have agreed that we would try to avoid confrontation as much as possible with each other.

When you have a secret of this stature it holds a great amount of power so if and when you decide to share it with someone who clearly has gained your trust, that person literally feels the weight of that secret. When someone tells me a secret for instance, there's a slight chance that secret might turn into a story; depending on the level of the secret and what's involved.Soo, after that I showered but I didn't wash my pussy and I made sure not to get any soap or water around my vagina and another 2 weeks of not washing my pussy crust started building up along the walls of my vagina. My thoughts are frequently formed to the theme tune "peeeppa pig" and I now affectionately refer to my husband as "Daddy Pig".