It seems that everyone loses their virginity is some obscene way. I lost my virginity on my wedding night on my honeymoon in a bed with the lights on handcuffed to the headboard after being m****ted with a feather duster. I wasn't released from the headboard until I was screaming to be let go to go pee.

My husband can't fuck normal. He has fucked me on airplanes, on the beach, in a park, at my mother's house, I have had his hand up my skirt at the mall, in the movies, in the car, standing in line to buy tickets.

Let's see where has he gotten blow jobs, in the kitchen, the living room, the bedroom of course, hotel room, in the car, at the movies, at my mother's house, on a plane, on a train, at the park, at the Eiffel Tower, in his office.

All of the above occurred during my honeymoon, or the days after we got back.

He wants to fuck, he fucks. I want to fuck, he fucks. I don't want to fuck, he fucks.

Before I got married I had never seen a naked man, I was brought up very protected Church of Christ. By the time I was married for ten days, I had been fucked in so many places, and up my butt too, which I liked even if the hotel bed wasn't the best place to do it, because he couldn't get his balance because the mattress was too soft.

Am I a pro now? I guess. Can't be married to a man like that and remain innocent and pure.

Result of all the fucking, I have three kids.