Do You Even Need Me? (Part 2)

I was losing my body..I could help myself. I keep on mo*ning like a animal. He whisper to me saying if this is the frist time I done this. Made me laugh of course. I didn't think that this men will make me feel this way.

I start to move myself around so I can be the top this time around. I look at his blue, greenish eyes with a smirk besides just saying 'does it looked like am a ******.'

When I was punching myself up and down feeling his di*k going deeper inside of me. Splash, splash, splash. Couldn't hold in myself. But it doesn't matter to him that I lose cnntrol of it. He just keep on flapping faster to my ***. Which honestly making it even worse for me, since its just more coming out of me.

Oh ****. Just looking down at my body, I see so many god damn h*ckeys that he made. I got pissed and push him off me which his **** and him of course fall off the bed. I was "proud."

He didn't got mad or did anything he just looked at me. Akind wired honestly.

But I ain't worried about shit with this h*e, ain't scared. Been through with Lucifer. He speak...sorry, sorry. Then kiss me with those rose lips. Heh... if those gets in the way, I will show show my aggression.

Now am thinking of it. He looks cute. Have a baby face, soft body, pinkish skin with his prince charming act. He was funny whenever and whatever.

But I have no idea why am doing this...maybe because my bitch is going around f*cking with people. I was desined for our life bitch, and she give that way to this **** boy and f*cking. I sound like a slut right there honestly. I took this hand putting it on to my nips, well the left side. And yea, am sitting on top of him. Is that a problem? Or maybe I still want his sassy ***?

He got carry away and push me to the bed.. again. Going down below my topper body. Suck, suck, drink. The only answer was mo*ning. He was drinking it, drinking my wet and new, creamy c*m. I put him down, focusing him to drink more of my "stuff". Which he made for his pleasure

And oh yes...I enjoy every second of it. Which I don't know if I should feel proud or guilty about. Maybe this is why my she did it, my lover, my future, my wife did this. Or is it sex? Was I not good enough?

If so...then what's to live for? I miss her, I miss her...its ture that love is an war, which the heard will be broken. I just want her to live I know I go frist in the end...

It is ture that words are the weapon but do you know that hun? Your the one that's stalking my life. Killing me.

Wait...no, no, no. I don't want this to break, it's more then I will ever take. Everything is about to change when I start looking if I could survive the xscape. Ones am done fucking him, ones he asleep, I will found out the truth..

It took 3 god damn hours for him to stop. I was so fucked...I couldn't feel my body anymore...my *** was open...I mean f*cking open. My throat was sore from drinking his shit. Besides I could even recognize myself I feel my vines. Later on, I pass out on top of him sleeping with him..he was so warm, it felt nices

(I have to changes this part 5 time and am a little bit mad about, no more then mad..honestly is it because it wayyyy to much? If so then sorry, this story is not for child to be reading. I already made a warning sign in this part and the last stating that this part may be a little or more inappropriate. And seeing that this part of my story is not updating bc it's not like "approde"? Yeah I know this is cuss words but in all the years pretty sure that normal now.)

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