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I created an account on a popular erotic portal. There I shared my fantasies and pictures of my wife, not necessarily clothed. I had a few regular interlocutors who played the role of the so-called bulls, commenting on new photos and writing what they would do with her if only they had me next to them. I always tried to clear my browser history and keep an eye on my phone to make sure it didn't fall into my wife's hands. However, one day at the office, when I took my phone out of my pocket, I saw my work phone, which should have been in my jacket. The private one was nowhere to be found. I rem… Läs mer

From my life. My mother gave birth to me when she was 16. She raised me alone and when I asked who my father was, she would answer evasively or change the subject. To this day I have never met him and I don't think my mother knew who my father was. In our house, life went on like a normal family. I went to school, my mother worked as a massage therapist. A lot of my mother's friends visited us, mostly men, they were my uncles, that's what I was to call them.They called me Kasia, because I had shoulder-length blonde hair, which my mother often braided.Some of my uncles came over for a wh… Läs mer