I received the most disturbing email from my husband. I’m pregnant.

I’m 9 months pregnant. I’ve noticed my husband has been in a sex drought for a couple of months. I was nice and let him fuck me when I wanted to make sure things were working properly. He loved it. He asked me about this in front of my dad, I looked away and said “I don’t know, I’ll get it checked out.” Then I looked at him and said “we don’t need to do that right now. If things do not work out, we can see a specialist. There’s no reason to get off on that right now. And, you know what, you don’t have the right to know about my body. I’m a girl after all. I don’t need a man to worry about my reproductive organs. I’m a grown woman, I can take care of myself.” <br><br>He told me that he received an email from me, but it wasn’t from me, it was from my reproductive specialist. It said I have my follow up appointment booked for April 9th, 6 weeks after my due date. I have my appointment scheduled for a pap smear, and full reproductive checkup. <br><br>I’m so excited to finally get a checkup on my reproductive organs! I’ll get a full vag exam, and a full report. I haven’t had sex in a couple of months, I’m definitely gonna ask my doctor to make sure my vagina is still dating-able. And who knows, maybe my vag will be ready for a full fuck! I would love to get a std test after a good round of hardcore fucking to prove to myself that I’m healthy enough to fuck. <br><br>I don’t get why my husband looked at me in disgust after reading me his email. I made sure to tell him that even though I’m definitely gonna be fucking after the appointment, i would rarely fuck, and it would only be for my own pleasure, and only what makes me happy.