Tried a new 'herbal supplement' protocol today. Three different bottles of pills, crushed and mixed into his morning coffee. Tastes like bitter desperation. Still nothing. My cunt is literally throbbing with frustration just thinking about how I used to get stretched open and properly fucked. I can't even remember the last time I felt a cock hit my cervix. Now I just get this tiny, pathetic nub that does nothing but make me wet for something real. Starting to think the only thing that's going to grow is my temptation to find a well-hung stranger and just let him use all my holes until I can't walk straight. The guilt is eating me alive but my body doesn't care about guilt. It just wants to be fucked.