Hey, like my tits? In case you care, my name is Francheska. I'm married to a man who prefers bars to his wife, so he is never home at night. I think he is gay since he only wants me to put on a strap on and fuck his ass all the time, never putting his penis near my pussy. He bangs me in the ass so roughly, I usually bleed. He makes me scream into a pillow because he hates whiny bitches.  Honestly, I love being a submissive cum slut. The freakier a man is, the more he uses and abuses me, the better I feel about myself. Take the carpenter working on our new deck; he hands are so rough and callused, it kills me when he fingers my cunt or squeezes my tits, but I love it. Jim breaks my back making me lean backwards over the propped 2x4's so I can suck his cock upside down, while his apprentice John, mingles with my muff. John will put in screwdrivers, hammer handles, anything that will fit in my snatch, while Jim chokes me to the point of suffocation fucking my face. Bringing me down do the hard gravel, I have to get on all fours, slide all the way down on Jim's fat Italian cock, and bend over, spreading my butt cheeks, so that John can pump me full of his load. I bite down on gardening gloves so the neighbors don't hear my whimpers and call the cops. Then my other lover, Sgt. Miles, will find out he is not the only one I use handcuffs with. I don't want to loose my big black cop, he fixes my speeding tickets, and never arrests my drunken hubby for DUI. Plus, his long dark schlong, goes so deep into my G-spot, that I feel it in my chest. Why do I bother fucking my hubby? Because the smell of mixed sweat and beer on a man drives me wild. The only time he fucks me right is when he treats me like a bar whore, humping me like dog in heat, sweating and drooling, then passing out. I end up masturbating in the bathtub, dreaming of another man to bang me like he paid for this pussy. Do you want to be the other man? Call me anytime.