Sometimes I think my body is a walking contradiction. I got dressed up tonight, put on a cute little black dress that makes my tits look amazing (and that's saying something, coming from me). My boyfriend told me I looked beautiful, and I felt that familiar flutter. But then we went to a party, and I caught a group of guys watching me. Not just looking—watching. One of them licked his lips, and my heart started racing. My first instinct was to hide behind my boyfriend. My second, stronger instinct was to walk over there, lift my dress, and ask which one of them wanted to use my cunt first. I didn't, of course. I just stood there, biting my fingers, feeling my pussy get slick and ready. The Free Use law means they could have dragged me into a back room and passed me around, filling every hole with their cum, and I couldn't have said no. The worst part? The best part? I'm lying in bed next to the man I love, and I'm still wet thinking about being their anonymous gangbang slut. This law is turning me into someone I don't even recognize. #InternalConflict #FreeUseTemptation