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My Family
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Straight Female / 49
Life Is Too Short.. We Need To Make The Best Of It.
My confession is not as flashy as many others. I'm just telling everyone what i have experienced heading into the covid19 pandemic.
Now My husband and i were having a bitter falling out for pretty close to a year prior to the covid19 pandemic. The bitterness have caused us to stay in separate rooms and my husband would stay away from home until it's bedtime he crashed into the guess room. Not even good morning were said to each other. We did our own food wash our own clothe and when it's our anniversary or each of us birthdays we spent it with other friends who knew we weren't on speaking terms. We literally said nothing to each other.
Then here comes the big bad covid19 pandemic. My husband first came off with the virus and i locked away myself just to make sure it does not reaches me. Even when i heard him struggling real bad with the virus i didn't even look at him. It forces him to stay indoors while i tried hard to protect myself but still going out and about with my mask stuck to my face.
My husband recovers after nearly a month of hard struggles. He took many natural remedies which helped him well then after that he made a full recovery then off he went again. Then it's my turn. I got so sick to a point where i could not move for a couple of days with nothing to eat or drink. Being alone, as no one would visit any home where there's covid i thought to myself, "this is it for me"... The virus was literally ripping me apart.
I started praying one night when all of a sudden i heard the bedroom door opened and a voice said "honey are you ok"?.. My husband came to my rescue at the brink when i needed him most.
I swallowed my pride when tears started flowing freely down my face . He came up and hugged me for 10 straight minutes without his mask on then he went and make me some tea consist of tumaric and ginger mixed with garlic. Shortly thereafter he forces me to eat some fruits that i struggled with to pass my throat but i consumed it anyway.
Days of natural remedies, my husband prepared soup, fruits and lots of juice and water.. All that were brought to me and i came out much stronger than before. I'm now fully recover but the awkwardness lingers.
Still in separate rooms the good mornings returns while the bitterness faded.
Then i said to myself; "i'm the one who should be most grateful for the aid he provided".
I then waited till night fall when i knew he's inside the guess room. I then stripped naked then i barged into the guess room.. Only to see my husband laying on his back with his cock standing really tall in the air as if he were anticipating that moment.
I remained quiet as i mounted him aggressively then i lowered myself onto his cock which caused me to scream loudly as if it were my first time having sex. We fuck then break, then fuck again then we break.
That night we fuck literally till we saw the sun coming up the next morning.
His cock felt so different but i guess it was the off time break without sex for nearly a year. We then made ourselves a promise that this kind of stand off will not be a part of us as life is too short for that. We fucked every night for 2 straight months barring only the days i'm on my period. I am still giving much thanks for my husband who came to my rescue when i became desperate.
Now My husband and i were having a bitter falling out for pretty close to a year prior to the covid19 pandemic. The bitterness have caused us to stay in separate rooms and my husband would stay away from home until it's bedtime he crashed into the guess room. Not even good morning were said to each other. We did our own food wash our own clothe and when it's our anniversary or each of us birthdays we spent it with other friends who knew we weren't on speaking terms. We literally said nothing to each other.
Then here comes the big bad covid19 pandemic. My husband first came off with the virus and i locked away myself just to make sure it does not reaches me. Even when i heard him struggling real bad with the virus i didn't even look at him. It forces him to stay indoors while i tried hard to protect myself but still going out and about with my mask stuck to my face.
My husband recovers after nearly a month of hard struggles. He took many natural remedies which helped him well then after that he made a full recovery then off he went again. Then it's my turn. I got so sick to a point where i could not move for a couple of days with nothing to eat or drink. Being alone, as no one would visit any home where there's covid i thought to myself, "this is it for me"... The virus was literally ripping me apart.
I started praying one night when all of a sudden i heard the bedroom door opened and a voice said "honey are you ok"?.. My husband came to my rescue at the brink when i needed him most.
I swallowed my pride when tears started flowing freely down my face . He came up and hugged me for 10 straight minutes without his mask on then he went and make me some tea consist of tumaric and ginger mixed with garlic. Shortly thereafter he forces me to eat some fruits that i struggled with to pass my throat but i consumed it anyway.
Days of natural remedies, my husband prepared soup, fruits and lots of juice and water.. All that were brought to me and i came out much stronger than before. I'm now fully recover but the awkwardness lingers.
Still in separate rooms the good mornings returns while the bitterness faded.
Then i said to myself; "i'm the one who should be most grateful for the aid he provided".
I then waited till night fall when i knew he's inside the guess room. I then stripped naked then i barged into the guess room.. Only to see my husband laying on his back with his cock standing really tall in the air as if he were anticipating that moment.
I remained quiet as i mounted him aggressively then i lowered myself onto his cock which caused me to scream loudly as if it were my first time having sex. We fuck then break, then fuck again then we break.
That night we fuck literally till we saw the sun coming up the next morning.
His cock felt so different but i guess it was the off time break without sex for nearly a year. We then made ourselves a promise that this kind of stand off will not be a part of us as life is too short for that. We fucked every night for 2 straight months barring only the days i'm on my period. I am still giving much thanks for my husband who came to my rescue when i became desperate.
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