U is for UTI

What does a marathon session of sex for two days get you? Well….it got me a raging UTI. πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ˜’

I haven’t had a UTI in decades. Pee after sex. Why did I forget?

At one point I was trying to go to sleep. I was exhausted. I was already so sore from going at it for so long. He pounced on me and I tried to fight him off but he thought I was playing and was enjoying me struggling. Knowing he wouldn’t last more than 10 minutes I just went with it. Although the real pain was making me struggle and respond.

I kept saying “daddy it hurts” and he kept telling me that it’s going to hurt, that it’s ok. That daddy’s big cock is going to hurt in my little pussy.

When he was done I rolled right over and fell asleep.

You know….. years from now when I look back on this time I’m really going to wonder where the hell my head was at. Right now it was all fun and games and it felt good. But……. I know there is something more to all of this. I’m just not there to understand it all yet.


I did not sleep well last night. But I feel ok. I think I’ll try mowing the lawn before he comes to pick up the mower, eventually. I definitely can’t afford to pay my neighbors gardner to do it again. 😬 So I can’t let it get that long anymore.

Some memes to get you through the day.


Author: porngirl3

I have always enjoyed reading and writing. Maybe because I have always been on the quiet and reclusive side; which most people may not guess at first glance or if seeing me in a social setting, especially around people I am comfortable with but it’s also not something I have an issue with. I need solitude to recharge. Writing gives me the peace and time to renew myself...here that is offered to you for your enjoyment and pleasure as well. I hope. Lol

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