What happens when your wife's best friend is your divorce attorney? And you are an extremely weak man with a small dick who's new normal is being cheated on constantly? You fall into a carefully curated trap, of course. You sign over everything you own due to your own sexual frailty. All your attorney had to do was call you "good boy", give you permission to play with your little dick and shove her ass in your face until you folded. You became so agreeable and stupid and dizzy with excitement, you lost everything in just a 20 minute meeting. You are left with nothing but an empty ball sack while your attorney and your ex-wife run off on vacation to find guys with bigger and better cocks.
