I love my boyfriend so obsessively that I can barely focus on work. I want him all to myself, yet the bastard constantly cheats, stays out, ignores my messages, and comes home with his cock reeking of women I don’t know. Jealousy makes me furious every day, but the moment he holds me and fucks me with tenderness and force, every complaint disappears. His bare cock may have been inside another woman, but it still tastes irresistible. My heart rages and cries over his cheating while my pussy gets wet as if it has already forgiven him. Women like me are helpless against men like this.