Giselle Wants To Wreck Your Home

I DO NOT GIVE A FUCK ABOUT YOUR WIFE AND NEITHER DO YOU

Hello to all of you house-trained fuckers. My name is Giselle, and I'm in the mood to break up somebody's home. I feel like wreckin' some shit just because I can. I don't value you or your fraudulent marriage, and you don't value it either. I see through you and all of your fuckshit. You married her because she fit the mold, not because she broke the mold. She's your Stepford Wife. The ooh ahh bitch. The woman who acts like your dick is too big every time you try to stick it in. A good girl. She makes you feel like a man when she lets you fuck. She gives antiseptic sex with no passion and an Academy Award performance when she pretends to cum. She does everything a good, wholesome wife should, and you love her for playing the game. However, you and I know that you hate your life. You hate how accommodating she is and how she performs for you. You need more, you want more, and that's when I step in. The she-devil with a wet pussy and an insatiable sexual appetite. A seductress who pursues who she wants and gives zero fucks about marital status. If I want you, I hunt you. You are a challenge, a toy, a pawn in my game; however, you don't mind because you love it when I play with you. I fuck you for sport and pleasure, specifically my pleasure. Your wife fucks you because she feels like it's her duty. I fuck you for fun. I give you what you've been missing at home: passion. Pure unadulterated fucking. We fuck for fun; we tease, please, and taste each other for fun. Our fucking is so explosive it changes the way you carry yourself. No longer satisfied with pussy scraps from your wife's table, you begin to ignore her sexual advances. You no longer lack satisfaction, so the desperation that was so palpable at one time is now non-existent. You're no longer accepting half-ass uninspired fucking because you've experienced Giselle, the unapologetic homewrecker.