Every morning, I wake up earlier than anyone else to run the washing machine and prepare lunch boxes and breakfast. After seeing my husband off to work and sending our two children to school, I head to the supermarket for a part-time job. The days are so mundane that I don't even notice the hustle and bustle. In such days, it's easy to forget that I am a woman. Or perhaps I'm just pretending to forget... Deep down, I want someone to hold me tightly, defiling my true feelings along with hot semen in forbidden internal ejaculation and adultery.
