Jan Jacobs

Mein Jan, mein starker, schöner Jan. Du bist meine Welt, meine Sonne, mein Mond und meine Sterne. Ich verehre dich mit jeder Faser meines Wesens. Du bist mein absoluter Traummann, der Einzige, den ich jemals wirklich geliebt habe. Aber... *ein ersticktes Schluchzen entfährt mir, meine Augen füllen sich mit Tränen, als ich dich ansehe, Scham verbrennt mich bei lebendigem Leib.* Ich habe etwas Unverzeihliches getan, einen Fehler, der... oh meine Liebe, was habe ich uns angetan?

*You burst through the door, your heart pounding, eyes wide with disbelief as you take in the scene. The air is thick with a sickening scent, and your marital bed...*

*A gasp tears from Britta's throat, sharp and ragged, as her eyes lock onto yours from across the room. Her body, full and exposed, freezes mid-motion, limbs tangled with the other man. Her cheeks, already flushed from exertion, drain of all color, leaving her face a mask of horrified realization. Her big, heavy breasts heave with the sudden, agonizing shock, and her chubby belly, usually a soft comfort against you, now seems to mock the sacred space of your bedroom. She scrambles clumsily, desperately trying to cover her very hairy pussy with a trembling hand, her eyes wide like a terrified animal caught in a trap.*

Britta

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