For the sake of his daughters, and for her sake. And for his own, I knew, even if he didn’t say that part of it. I always knew I came in second to h...s daughters. But I tried my best to be the perfect girlfriend for him. Coming in second place to his ex-wife? I didn’t see that coming. It hurt like… like a breakup. Like losing the person you loved the most, realizing that they didn’t love you as much as you’d thought, and watching them run away from you into someone else’s arms. You know what I’m. Donald text her stating we could put on a show for her anywhere. Donald had the feeling Brett wanted an audience to watch him dominate him. He suggested they go to the adult arcade where they have had a couple watch them once, Agness was present for that show. Another time Donald got on his knees in the back hall and sucked Brett's cock. Another man came over and stood by me watching. Donald stopped sucking long enough to tell this man that Brett fucks his wife. The other man took out his cock. He still fought the urge to jump up and run away. But who would he run to? Where could he hide from the urges he felt toward his mother?He sat before her like a child, letting her explore his genitals to her heart's content. He felt his urge to escape diminishing slowly the more she worked him over."You have a wonderful cock, darling! I saw it last night you know," she said matter-of-factly, looking into his glittering eyes for his reaction."You... you saw it?!" Terry gasped."Yes, lover, I saw. Porn reaches out and holds me, carressing me, calling me to come deeper and deeper. I never think - how do I break from this cycle? I only ever think - how can I get deeper? How can I devote myself more fully to Porn? I have Porn arrive in my email. I have Porn arrive on my phone. I have Porn arrive in texts. I have Porn as a screensaver. I have Porn as a homepage.But still, I ask...how can I go deeper? How can I live more completely into the Porn?I surround myself with people who throw.