I’ve been going to the gym a lot lately. Mainly because I’m under sexed and it’s starting to turn into rage. My wife and I are both lesbians who have had our fair share of dildos and now have been craving the real thing. It’s been our nightly pillow talk for months now. Don’t get me wrong, we still please each other. But I know she needs to be bent over and fucked hard just as much as I do.
I arrive at the gym and find a punching bag in the far back corner and started to let out all this rage. I’m hitting this punching bag so hard I can feel the eyes staring at me. Idgaf at this point. If none of these men are bold enough to step up and bend me over, then they can all fuck off. I continue to try to destroy this punching bag. Before I complete my task I feel a tap on my shoulder and here someone say
“Damn Ali… you know that bag can’t punch back”