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I lookeddown between us at the sight of my cock covered in her juices and cream ach time I pulled out and went back in deep.
Her ass jiggled each time I deep stroked her pussy and I smacked her cheeks with my free hand. Her grunt was low and guttural and her body shook when she went up and over again.
When her arms looked like they were gonna pop out of their sockets I released her and leaned over her back, covering her completely while my hips moved wildly.
This only sent me deeper into her and I couldn’t resist snagging her neck between my teeth when her pussy clamped down around my cockmeat like she was putting my shit on lockdown.
I brought her off before pulling out of her. I didn’t give her any warning when I slipped my wet cock into her ass.
I held still once the fat head of my cock popped past her tight sphincter and waited for her to adjust. She tried pushing me out of her ass but one hard spank on each already red cheek soon changed her mind.
“Take it, take my cock!” She whined and told me it hurt but I had no intentions on stopping. Besides, I’d opened her ass back up last night; she’ll be fine.
I can’t fuck her ass the way I do her cunt because she never got used to taking my length in her ass, but I planned on changing that shit soon.
“Breathe.” I waited for her to take a few deep breaths before sliding more of my cock into her ass and once I was halfway in her ass, started up a nice deep stroking into her tight little rosebud.
She grunted and groaned after each thrust and pushed her ass back onto my cock. I felt my balls tighten up and my toes curled.
I reached around for her clit and brought her off again before pulling out of her ass and painting the small of her back with my seed.
Even her open pussy got some of it and her tight little asshole. I tapped out the last few drops on her ass cheek before getting down off the bed and heading into the shower.
I didn’t even tell her good morning. In fact I didn’t even look at her. I no longer felt disgust each time I came to her bed, but I was still sticking to the course. No intimacy whatsoever. I hadn’t kissed her this time or the night before and I don’t see that changing any time soon.
I heard her come into the bathroom five minutes later and turn on the water in the tub. The fact that she wasn’t joining me in the shower told me what kinda mood she was in.
Good, now she knows how it feels to be used and discarded and as long as she keeps calling me to fuck that’s all she’s gonna get.
I took my time and cleaned her off of me before stepping out of the shower and grabbing a warm towel off the rack.
She was already in the tub buried under bubbles up to her chin with the cutest little pout on her face. Ignore her Jacob, that’s how she always gets you.
I wasn’t planning on saying anything to her. I find that after we fuck I almost hate her and can’t wait to get away from her. Only to miss her ten minutes after I leave her.
That shit just pisses me the fuck off, but I couldn’t stand to see the hurt in her eyes. I leaned over the tub and kissed the pout off her lips. “I’ll see you later.” So much for not kissing her.
I got dressed and left in a hurry. The guilt didn’t hit until I was almost back at my place. I tried to ignore it, knowing that once I gave into it she’s got me, but it was no use.
No matter what she’d done, it wasn’t in me to mistreat her no matter how much I might tell myself I want to.
It hurt me to hurt her, but I can’t go back to that place again. I can’t leave myself open to that kind of pain. So what am I supposed to do?
When I loved her, it was the truest love I’d ever known. I literally learned what love was by loving her.
Sure I loved my parents and siblings, but that was a different kind of love. That shit was almost required unless they were total assholes, which they aren’t.
With Jillian it was the first time I ever felt my heart. She was the first person I ever put before myself in all things. The only one I couldn’t imagine living my life without.
I loved her so much, that love was like a live breathing thing inside me. I’d wanted to do so much with her, for her. And she’d fucked it all up.
It was getting easier to assuage the guilt. All I had to do was remember the divorce and how fucked up the whole thing had been and it was getting easier not to give a fuck.
The damn dog went nuts when I walked through the door. Looks like I didn’t wash her off good enough. He made a beeline for the entryway and dashed into the hallway outside my door.
