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Today was a 3 -year anniversary of my husband's death, every time I remembered I still did not believe that he left me. Fortunately, during the past 3 years, my best friend has taken care of me, helping me to forget the pain and emotional deprivation. After the days of masturbating with my husband's nostalgia, I could not continue to live like that, I was young and I wanted to be fucked, made happy like other women. I fell into the arms of my best friend, he had a larger tree and the skill of making sex was much more suspended than my husband, maybe I really loved him.