The fact that a typical normie won't get to pop his wife's cherry is a huge issue, that people don't want to talk about because they know that once the marriage vows have been said and the children have been born, there's nothing that can be done about it. He's stuck in that marriage, for the good of the kids, even though she's never gonna forget that moment when, in the flower of her youth, Chad took her virgin pussy. She's not gonna forget the heart-pounding fear, mixed with desire, that overcame her so that she gave in to her nature to submit to a powerful man, surrendering to Chad utterly. Engraved forever in her soul is the memory of how she opened her legs to accept him, and felt the head of his hard penis open her vagina and then, wide-eyed, she let out a soft moan as his firmly thrusting manhood slid into the furthest depths of her most intimate place, making her a woman -- HIS woman.
She'll never go a day without thinking of the adoration she showered upon him, the affection, the head-over-heels obsession, as she let her imagination run wild with thoughts of their future life together. She won't forget how she imagined having his last name, and being pregnant with his babies. She won't forget how she did everything she could to be a good and pleasing mate for him -- and how she chased after him but he went away. She won't forget the pain she felt, and the yearning, and how despite the hatred she felt for Chad, she never really gave up hope of being with him. How could she forget, when every time she's rubbed her clitoris ever since, it's always been to to those memories; and whenever she's thought of the life that might have been, that SHOULD have been, it's always been those same fantasies of being Mrs. Chad?
There's certain stuff she's not gonna want to do in the bedroom with betabuxx, because to devote her body totally to his pleasure would be to desecrate the memory of Chad; the right to own her, to degrade her in any way he wishes, and ravish her totally, receiving obedience to his every command, belongs only to Chad. Her religion is Chadianity, and she shalt have no gods before him, for her instinct still is to try to outdo all of Chad's other devotees in being the most zealously fanatical worshiper of his cock. In her contradictions, she thinks she got the upper hand by letting another man into the place that used to be Chad's; but she's unable to totally give herself to that new man, because it just is not in female nature to respect (much less revere), the second (much less the twenty-seventh) man to slide his cock into her.
It's hilarious if I'm being honest. It almost caught me off guard as much as the first time I saw vegeta with a mustache.
