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"Are you sure about this?" I said as she grabbed my hard cock with her hand.
"Oh god, yes," she replied as she lined me up to her opening and began to lower herself onto me, "I have been wanting to do this for a very long time." She was extremely tight, she almost felt like a virgin, the amount of heat within her being was scolding. When she finally rested herself on me, a small smile covered her face, "it fits."
"Yeah," I said as she began to rise herself and dropped herself, drawing a long sigh from my inner being, the rhythmic pace she was taking was joined together with the chorus of moans and groans along with flesh on flesh slapping.
"Fuck," she said as her first orgasm began to grow, "oh fuck," she was beginning to lose the battle of wills between her lust and her body, I grabbed her hips and stood up while carrying her, using gravity to drive her into my cock even more. "Come inside me," she said before her mind was lost to the lust, her screaming inundated the apartment, her nails dug into my flesh drawing blood.
"Here it comes," I managed to say as I began to convulse, coating her insides with my cum. Her eyes rolled to the back of her, her orgasm fed by the seed I was depositing inside her. Her vagina gripped me tightly, trying to pull me into her, she wrapped her legs around me and with her tights crushed my ribs. After her orgasm subsided, she unwrapped herself, and without a word began to get dressed, she kissed me softly before leaving.
"I hope I will see you again, D," the sadness in her voice spoke volumes, "this short time was the best that I have ever had with anyone. Thank you."
I would be leaving the following day to once again clean up my brother's mess, I was happy wit Christina, but my family called and I could not refuse. I would never see Christina again, I did learn that she had met a man and got married, he was active duty and they moved around all over the world. I loaded my belongings into the Jeep, made arraignments for the rest of my stuff to be put into storage, and I made the long drive back to my hometown, to the death and violence that I had tried to escape from.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 4 years agoI've been thinking that ever since she cheated the first time, then even more when she was pregnant, but there's the light skin and red hair... There's no doubt in my mind Angel should be a dead man walking if that's the case. Now he's up to five good women that he's let slip away, shit, that's just not fair. So far all he's really been sucessful at is putting holes in others and keeping some others and himself alive which is no small feat in itself. Signed: BTW
Anonymousalmost 5 years agoWhen he does... what will his busybody mother have to say about it. Did she know that her 'favorite' son was fucking her other son's fiance' and go along with him being cuckolded?
WhoGivesAShitover 5 years agoOnce again, I’m wondering what comes next. It’s not as clear as Ann’s eventual cheating. He had a mess to clean up... but why didn’t D return to Christina, or at least stay in contact? The next chapter must be huge.
Ib_Saysover 6 years agoQuite frankly, the last few paragraphs made this whole chapter feel pointless, and that I wasted my time reading it, since everything in it just gets dropped like a hot potato.
Why the hell would he need to be away for months just because his brother is in prison?
It's not like he's a defense lawyer.
It has been mentioned several times that he had an abusive childhood, so why does he just drop everything when family comes calling?
