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Some women spend all their time trying to look pretty: make-up, hair, gym, shopping for new clothes, etc, etc, thinking this is what makes them valuable and desirable. But what's more desirable to a man than a woman that takes all his worries away, to help him forget just how fucking hard it is to survive and be a man in this world?
This big woman just let that man release all his frustrations, his troubles, his stresses inside of her. And look how she caressed him when he was done. She wasn't bitching about whether the lighting made her look fat, or whether he was messing up her makeup, or her hair. She knew what this man wanted and she gave it willingly.
This wasn't just fucking. This was spiritual. No amount of makeup, cosmetic surgery, or designer clothes could ever make a woman more beautiful.
