The forgettable Porn Widow driven to end it all.
The forgettable-looking Porn Widow awoke in the darkened warehouse, her hands and ankles handcuffed to a bare metal chair.
In front of her were dozens of naked men, including her porn-addicted husband who hadn't touched her for years, jerking off to porn on huge flat screen TVs featuring Gorgeous, Perfect 10 Porn Goddesses like Aletta Ocean, who the mediocre widow knew she could NEVER, EVER even DREAM of EVER competing with.
None of the men gave her a second's thought. It was like she was invisible.
They came and came and came again, shooting their wads of thick jizz high into the air, loudly moaning with extreme pleasure.
Her face flushed, her heart started racing and she started weeping. Her heart broke, like it has been stabbed, and her soul shattered into a million pieces. She, a living. breathing female, had been replaced for years by one-dimensional digital images. The had thought for a long time that the only relief from her constant misery would be to end it all.
Her husband agreed. Totally spent from worshiping Goddess Aletta with his load, he slowly walked over to his wife, uncuffed her hands and indifferently gave her a handful of sleeping pills and a glass of water.
He then walked back to his TV and started gooning to Goddess Aletta again.
He glanced back for a second and his porn widow's head was slumped over, her tongue having fallen out of her mouth lifelessly. The pills were nowhere to be seen. The glass with the water in it had fallen to the concrete floor, breaking into pieces.
He didn't give a fuck. She wouldn't be missed.
He turned back to Goddess Aletta without another thought and shot another thick wad of cum, moaning loudly in extreme pleasure.
In front of her were dozens of naked men, including her porn-addicted husband who hadn't touched her for years, jerking off to porn on huge flat screen TVs featuring Gorgeous, Perfect 10 Porn Goddesses like Aletta Ocean, who the mediocre widow knew she could NEVER, EVER even DREAM of EVER competing with.
None of the men gave her a second's thought. It was like she was invisible.
They came and came and came again, shooting their wads of thick jizz high into the air, loudly moaning with extreme pleasure.
Her face flushed, her heart started racing and she started weeping. Her heart broke, like it has been stabbed, and her soul shattered into a million pieces. She, a living. breathing female, had been replaced for years by one-dimensional digital images. The had thought for a long time that the only relief from her constant misery would be to end it all.
Her husband agreed. Totally spent from worshiping Goddess Aletta with his load, he slowly walked over to his wife, uncuffed her hands and indifferently gave her a handful of sleeping pills and a glass of water.
He then walked back to his TV and started gooning to Goddess Aletta again.
He glanced back for a second and his porn widow's head was slumped over, her tongue having fallen out of her mouth lifelessly. The pills were nowhere to be seen. The glass with the water in it had fallen to the concrete floor, breaking into pieces.
He didn't give a fuck. She wouldn't be missed.
He turned back to Goddess Aletta without another thought and shot another thick wad of cum, moaning loudly in extreme pleasure.
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