My comparing him to a potato chip lover failed to cure hurt feelings. His lover's shoe was a poisoned dart. The venom where it hit first inflicted sh...ulder pain but then shifted to my heart and mind. Her, "Bitch, you, you fucking whore," curse echoed within. It all raised the question.Does anyone love me? Hubby was attracted to me because I was the innocent, young, exotic Oriental girl next door; inscrutable as he often said. Once married he wanted to trade me, a sex chip to bargain for other. We tried to convince her, but she was very strict. We decided to get some people to help us study. Everybody wanted to help us out. So we let the even biggest nerds help us getting our grades up, as desperate as we were. We even decided to attend each class, and party less.But it was of no use. Math just wasn't our cup of tea. We tried everything we could, our grades were as worse as before. But furthermore, our beloved teacher Miss Davies never left an oportunity to make sure the entire class. I’m a loser whore who fucks her dog, and I don’t want to be doted on like a princess. I want to be fucked like an animal.Enzo ‘s hips move back and forth as his pink cock stretches me gaping. I sigh louder, biting my lip, moaning through my breaths and shifting back to take him.“Fuck your little bitch!” I yell at him. Enzo is a good boy. Enzo doesn’t stop when his master yells at him. Enzo knows he’s the master now.Enzo fucks me harder and faster. I. She was taller and a little thin except her shoulders were a swimmer’s. Her hair was blond and short and she had such a cute face. Mia and Hope could not believe the place I was staying in, compared to their place I expect it was a palace. The waiter asked us to sit down as the first course was ready. It was full silver service and the meal was unbelievable good, we had a bottle of fine wine with the meal, which I think was Hopes first time ever having anything acholic. The desert was so good.