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Any attempt to restore a normal relationship with my husband is

miserably failing.

He trains a small football team and often stays away from home all day.

When he comes back in the evening, he immerses himself in his thoughts from

time to time.

There is no point in setting up a nice table in the light of a candle,

preparing his favorite dishes or making himself cute and available.

Anything I can do, he is always there.

hypnotized in front of the television.

It almost seems that I have been erased from his life, as if it did not exist.

Yet at the beginning of our marriage we went through fantastic moments together

and for love I managed to forgive him any betrayal.

Yes, betrayal.

He is a specialist in this.

Even with my sister he did not hesitate to entrench a relationship.

They took advantage of my moments of absence to meet as two tender memories.

Now you have to be a little patient because I want to play with your mouth.

Come

on,

take it.

You don't have to breathe when your mouth is open.

Say bravo to me.

You don't believe okay

Adesso muoviti tu, forza.

Muoviti. Lei guardava così.

Ora ferma.

Vedrai che non ti farò male.

You just have to try to be relaxed.

You can trust yourself.

I often do it to your sister.

It will be very delicate.

No woman would ever have been able to forgive such an affront.

And I, even though I did, have never received from him a gesture of

recognition or understanding.

After the television-based dinner, it's time to satisfy his physical needs.

I know that while he's in love with me, his mind is projected from the other

side. Maybe in the office where he usually meets his loved ones.

Thank you.

Tutto in bocca.

Tutto in bocca, così.

I want to break that damn mouth of yours.

Oh

You don't have to breathe.

Go to hell.

Come on.

Oh.

Hmm.

Oh, God.

Take it, you fucking bitch.

Mm.

um um

I'm sorry.

Now let me taste your friend.

Like this.

It's terrible to be possessed by a man who is actually making love only with

his memories.

Maybe you'll ask if I ever betrayed him. Yes, yes, I did.

Once and only to try to understand if I could ever get away from him.

I was invited to dinner at my colleague's house.

And after having drunk a few glasses too much, I let myself be carried away by

temptation.

I found myself standing in front of him, but while I touched my body, I could not

eliminate from my mind the image of my husband.

mm-mm

I'm sorry.

No.

On that occasion, I confirmed that the only great love was my husband and that

I would have had to do everything to win him back.

Last night I implemented my plan.

If the responsibility of the crisis of our marriage was generated by the

monotony of the relationship, well, today something has certainly changed.

I would never have believed that for love I would have managed to do so much.

I called my sister home and I can assure you that it was not difficult to

convince her to offer my husband an unexpected and unpredictable show.

Ficcagliela tutta in bocca quella lingua.

Dai, mettila la lingua in bocca, dai.

Così.

Ah,

troie.

Leccagliela finca, dai, leccala.

Forza, così.

Sì, leccala.

Come on, lick it.

Yes.

Yes, don't stop.

Come on, lick it.

Come on, lick it.

Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.

Now put it in the sister's pocket.

Okay.

Okay.

What?

In Bocca Troia

um

Sono certa che adesso lui ha capito una cosa molto importante.

E cioè che è inutile andarsi a cercare le emozioni fuori da casa, quando al suo

fianco c'è una moglie troia. E soprattutto molto, ma molto disponibile.

Non smetterò mai di pensare a te come al mio unico grande amore.

During our marriage, the thought of betraying you had never crossed my mind.

It's the only time it's happened, unfortunately.

I paid for the worst consequences.

I almost met a footballer who was in a Serie B team.

We immediately had sympathy and we started a relationship.

I still loved my husband, but I needed a story that would give me the joy of

living.

In recent times... The coach of the team came often in the company of the wife.

They had just come out of a profound marriage crisis and they looked like two

lovers and one of honey.

Yet it was precisely that bastard, the artifice of the separation with my

husband. He used the weapon of revenge against naive and unscrupulous girls.

When one of his players had a secret appointment with a married woman, he was

warned and he went to the place to film the meeting.

Oh.

The coach made the girls watch the videos of those meetings and threatened

to send them to their husbands if they had not accepted his conditions.

At this point, the president came into play, an apparently quiet man, but who

actually played a fundamental role in all that dirty story.

In fact, he paid huge sums to organize meetings in which the victims of those

infamous robberies participated.

Oh.

um um

um um

Oh, sweetie.

um um

Mm.

Oh.

I'm out.

um

um um

oh

See? See? See?

Oh.

um um

Thank you.

Even the president's niece had become a victim.

She, however, unlike the others, was only used to satisfy her personal

desires. It was practically like a private pastime.

During the work meetings, which consist of watching some sequences of the

matches, the coach took advantage of the passion that the former president tried

towards the alcoholics to continuously fill him with the glass.

Meanwhile, the niece had the task of waiting quietly, while the grandfather

was stunned by his lover.

Naturally, his was not a free choice.

She too had been filmed during a meeting with her secret boyfriend, who was also

a team player.

If the grandfather had come to know it, it would have been a disaster.

And then... And then, like all... Doveva fare la

brava e soddisfare le voglie di quel porco.

Voglio metterte la fine in gola.

Anche io ingenuamente finì per diventare una loro vittima.

Fu durante uno degli incontri con il mio amante che inconsapevolmente fui filmata

da quell'uomo.

Da quel giorno la mia vita cambiò radicalmente e fui costretta ad

accettare tutte le sue condizioni.

Mom.

At first, that pig had fun making me attend to his performances.

He claimed that I was too inexperienced and that before meeting the president I

would have had to learn many things.

In pratica mi usava come una stupida studentessa. Lui si era nominato il mio

professore.

Oh, God.

I love you.

I'm sorry.

Hey. Oh,

sweet.

Oh.

Ah.

Thank you.

I'm sorry.

Kiss me.

Soon it was my turn.

Disse che prima di portarmi dal presidente voleva valutare se avevo

capito la lezione.

E fu così che dopo una serata di festeggiamenti con la squadra, organizzò

un incontro con alcuni giocatori suoi complici.

Pretese di mettermi una benda sugli occhi per non farmi riconoscere le

persone che avrebbero dovuto possedermi.

Fu una notte allucinante.

Oh, oh,

oh, oh.

Oh, oh, oh,

oh.

Oh, oh, oh, oh. Oh, oh, oh, oh.

Oh,

oh, oh, oh.

Oh, oh, oh, oh.

Oh, oh, oh, oh. Oh, oh, oh, oh. Oh, oh, oh, oh. Oh,

oh, oh, oh.

He immediately asked for a divorce and I left home.

Now he's married again.

I'll love him forever and I'll never forgive myself for all the pain I caused

him.

I've been married to this man for just over two years and my life has already

become hell.

I met him when he had recently divorced his ex-wife.

A very sad story.

He had discovered that he had been betrayed through a video that he had

sent home to a stranger.

At the beginning of our relationship he was affectionate and caring, to the

point that, after a few months of dating, he decided to accept the

proposal to marry him.

For a while, everything went well.

Then, with time, he began to treat me with more and more detachment and

indifference.

Through the confidences of a common friend, i came to know that he often

goes to his house to attend to the meetings he has with a young married

woman participating in those situations probably represents a way of exorcising

the pain that his ex-wife has caused him also because it has been mentioned to me

that his presence is limited to being only that of spectators

It's not this strange behavior that has kept me away from him. I could have

understood it. It would have been enough if he had spoken to me.

Instead, no.

A cold detour has now determined a path without an exit.

On his return home, we punctually consume dinner in an amazing atmosphere

composed of endless silences.

He is absorbed in his thoughts reading the newspaper.

E io a domandarmi come abbia potuto spendere la mia giovinezza al fianco di

un uomo simile.

So bene che presto lui sfogherà su di me tutto il disprezzo che prova verso le

donne. E come ogni sera dovrò subire in silenzio. Ma posso garantirvi che tutto

questo finirà molto presto.

Oh.

Put it in your throat.

Must do it for me.

Masturbami ancora.

Masturbami dai ancora.

Ancora così dai.

Today is the day of my rescue.

Life is mine and I want to live it to the end.

And that's why I gave myself a very special evening.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

I love

you.

um um

Oh, God.

Oh.

I'm gonna...