She sold for $2200, not bad, in fact one of the best prices of the evening they told me. The Hall took their ten percent, and I was rid of my mistake.... stuck the money in my pocket and drove down the road to the hell-and-brimestone church where they sold and rented young girls, run-aways and abandoned kids, homeless for whatever reasons. I had gotten a couple of good lays from them, just girls for a week or so, disposables.They had nothing I wanted, just a bunch of soft, beat-up sluts.So I had. . and was ready to show-off.Pulling down my shorts, my throbbing long , veined cock stood in her eyes. she saw it and gasped “oh my god.. please dont let that thing inside me!’! She hadnt had sex in a long time, she came forward and gently cupped my balls in her hands.. and kissed them. how soft her lips were.. i almost cummed out then. She pushed me down, and took control. She said “only you should not have the fun na?!’ Totally kinky, she kissed my nipples, sucked my balls, and licked my body. " I said told her. I found myself think of how good I could make her feel with my mouth or how good we could both feel if we rubbed our pussies together. I was ripped from my thoughts when I heard her breath quicken. A small moan escaped from her lips and then I couldn't take it anymore. I buried my face into her dripping wet cunt. I'm sorry. No scratch that. I'm not sorry. It was the best day of my life sucking her wet pussy lips. Having her thighs on my shoulders and wrapping my lips around. "But what?" Timothy asked. "The kids are happy, I moved on, and I am happy you have a new job which you love, and you are good at, so where is the but?" I hurt you," I said, looking back at him."People get hurt, people cheat, and then we move on," Timothy smiled. "Sure, it sucks, but it is part of life. The people that think life and marriage are the pretty little things that go hand in hand, and it's all pretty rainbows and picket fences need to wake the fuck up." You might need to tell the.