Karen hates everything about me —mainly because her husband is obsessed with me. After a terrible accident, she tried rushing through her physical therapy, and injured herself even more. I visit her in the hospital to finally break her heart. Oh Karen, you poor thing —how unlucky can one girl be? You’re practically a vegetable now. You can’t even turn your head can you? Well I just came by to say that your husband is doing very well —exceedingly well in fact. Yeah, he reached out to me the same day you were hospitalized actually. I felt that was very thoughtful of him, Karen. So I made sure to reward him for that. I always enjoy rewarding your husband, Karen. He can be so attentive to me, like he’s fucking obsessed with me. My laugh, my hair, the way I smell..everything I do is like spoon-feeding your husband candy, for hours. And I’ll admit, Karen, I do nothing to help with what I wear around him. Actually I make sure it doesn’t help. Do you see the girls today, Karen? Yeah, do you see the girls? Look how horny I am talking about them..look at them all excited..they’re just ready to foam into your husband’s mouth. I think about you on this medical bed, your legs spread wide apart, you can’t even go to the bathroom without embarrassing yourself. And you know Karen, my legs are also spread wide —but that’s because your husband can’t stop fucking me that way. And that makes me spasm on your husband’s cock, Karen —thinking about how helpless & pathetic you are —unable to stop me. Unable to stop your husband from cumming his fucking brains out from fucking me. The way he moans “I love you Lisa” as he creams himself inside me. I’m always so fucking wet. Karen, keep looking at the girls —they just woke up like this. They’re all blushed and perfect —all perky and horny. And your husband can’t stop wanting them. Now that I think of it, he hasn’t been to work on time since you’ve been in the hospital. I always making him choose between morning sex and going to work. And I think you know what he chooses, Karen —yeah, oh, that must be hard to hear. Karen, your husband is so fucking hard first thing in the morning. He’s up like a goddamn helicopter —spinning out of control —driving himself crazy. And Karen, I’ll have you know, I don’t tease him or have him wait. Instead, I let him fuck me as soon as he wants, which is pretty much right away. I press my beautiful girls against the side of his face —and then into his mouth. Karen, your husband is harder than a fucking power shaft in the morning —and so I relieve him inside me. Sometimes I tell him not to cum, just for fun —but the sound of my voice always sends him toppling over the edge, and he goes crazy inside me, and tells me he loves me. And he does love me, Karen. He’s always loved me. Because he’s fucking obsessed with me; because I inflame him constantly. I just wanted you to know that.