It didn't take long for them to [ Break me in ] to sucking on it and it was just a matter of time before the first one left his 3 or 4 drops of boy cu... on my tongue and then as he held me down on it, they coaxed me into [ Eating it ].The feeling that I had as they took me home that night can never be explained. To say that I felt like I had been [ Had ] would be an understatement, to say the least. It was like before that they had just been getting me to kiss and lick and suck on [ It ]. But. Hubby coughed as a means of interruption and said.“Is that what you want to tell me? That you’ve at last shaved your pussy?” He said with a slight tremor in his voice. He’d been asking me to completely shave my pussy for more years than I can care to remember. I always kept my pussylips hairless and smooth, but preferred to keep a thin landing strip. I turned to face him with my totally naked shiny body fully on display. His eyes were drinking in the fullness of my oiled DD breasts, accentuated. No reply... At this point, I had set my mind to the fact that I had been ghosted. Abandoned. Avoided. I asked that if I was the problem, that I understood and that I was sorry...Thursday, March 26th, 2020. After not hearing from Heather for several weeks, I sent one final message as a last attempt to maybe hear something. A last ditch effort. I apologized for everything wrong I did towards her and accepted my deserved silence that I gained from her. I also hoped she was doing OK during this. Her friends and family disown her, and she might as well kill herself, because her life is only going downhill into a life of prostitution, and that is without what little protection the saloon whores have. If they are lucky, the alcoholic women can find work in a brothel until the alcohol or a customer kills them, but there is not that option in Harmony Junction. Our town just is not large enough to have a dedicated brothel, so there is nowhere for the poor woman to go.Our alcoholic woman is.