From a young age, a woman is instilled with the idea that she is not allowed something to do. You can't bite your nails. You can't eat sweets or you'll get fat. You can't fart,... unless it's pink petals and butterflies. Can't have sex, unless it's with your husband. You can't this, you can't that. Basically, if you're a good woman, you can't do everything. But one day in every woman's life, there's someone you can do everything with. The one with whom you can fart, bite your nails, enjoy cakes and have the dirtiest and filthiest sex in the world, the thought of which will make any lady's leg hairs stand on end
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