But I could not stop and I did it again and again.One morning just after my18th birthday, thinking no one was home I was so horny I was shaking. I swo...e, as I did a hundred times before, that this would be the absolute last time I would fuck the pillows. I knew when it was over I would hate myself because it was so sick. I could not help myself and I dressed pillows in mom's underwear and began feeling and admiring the fake tits I assembled. I had two pair of her dirty underpants and started. Matt heard about it and approached me in the teacher’s parking lot after school; all six foot four inches of him, towering over my five foot six inches. Matt was sweaty from his hockey game and his long wavy black hair was messy and damp; I noticed blood stains on his hockey jersey. “May I have a moment of your time please, Ms. Jones?” he asked politely, “My name is Matthew Wright. It’s come to my attention you want your house painted.” “Yes I do young man” I replied looking into his bold. She had caught up her work with the others out. I welcomed the distraction. We talked a little and she asked about what I was working on. I guess I went on too much about all I dumped on me and she got up and walked behind me as if to look at the screen. When she came around a turn back facing my desk think she wanted me to explain something to her on the screen. Instead, I felt her hands on each side of my neck. I froze. I hadn’t expected anything like a neck a neck massage. While kneading my. I to je trajalo neko vrijeme dok meni nije dosadilo i posvadjamo se oko tog ali bas se posvadjamo zestoko jer nista mi vise nije imalo smisla da dok spavam sa svojim muzem on konstantno zamislja da je neko d**gi u meni,i on ode kod svojih i ja ostanem sama u stanu,nismo bili skupa oko 3 mjeseca,cijelo ljeto te 2015 god,povremeno smo se culi sms viber ali nista posebno.I dok sam bila sama ostavljena na cijedilu zrtvovala se borila radila 2 posla,upoznam jednog momka zvao se Omar i stariji od.