On a typical morning, I ate breakfast with my husband, and he didn't even say a word. Every day was unsatisfactory. Physically unsatisfactory. Part of my life. Then, in this everyday routine, something unusual suddenly happened. It was terrible, but I couldn't stop. As a woman, I instinctively and greedily sought pleasure. I became addicted to having sex with him… I want to make love to you until I die.
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