She wraps herself up in the towel and begins to cry. He gestures for her to come to him. Cynthia pads over to the other side and his hands go to hers,...capturing and covering them, the tears beginning to flow from his as well.“I know the tears you’re crying in your bed at night alone. I’ve cried those tears a thousand times,” she whispers. “But those shallow empty songs about suicide are patronizing. You’ve got to learn to be less lonely when I’m dead.”“It can’t silence all the voices in my. I could definitelysmell shit now, and I could see it staining my fingers as I probed him.He was writhing about a bit and it was difficult to complete the twomanoeuvres, but soon my own erection was glistening and slimy with myspit, and I moved up closer to him, pulled out my right hand, and guidederect my penis towards his anus.His eyes widened in wonder and awe at my lust for him, and I smiled downat him through my hair, which had fallen forward as I bent to enter him.My penis, which was not. Hair dry, Keira unwrapped her towel to finish drying. She looked at her naked body in the mirror and quickly turned away. It didn't match with how mature she felt. It looked too girlish, too young. Would Seb be disappointed when he saw her naked?Doubts now trickled in. She didn't know what he liked about her. She doubted he'd like her body. So why did he like her? Somehow the confidence she'd woken up with vanished under the weight of self doubt. Keira wasn't stupid. She knew Seb liked her. But. I just need to arrange a time with Adrian, and of course I will just need to tell Adrian afterwards all that is done to me in great detail, and then he will most likely fuck me himself, getting great compensation from my lurid descriptions of my whoring as he explodes into one of my fuck holes, if I’m lucky, maybe more than once. I cum again, more pee on the floor, looking sideways now that the cock has finally left my mouth, I see Adrian has a massive hard on, and that he is stroking it.