A few weeks passed and i was still addicted to sex, i couldn't find these wives anymore so i searched online for people who would be willing to fuck w...th me. I couldn't find anyone so i ended up buying a prostitute using my weekly earning my parents would give me. I didn't care about aids or hiv, i just wanted to have sex. I had sex with the prostitute almost every month she was available or i would get a new one.i was fulfilling my sexual desires. I am grateful that these working girls had me. The sun is setting on another beautiful day, but my mind is elsewhere. ‘You’re not going to jump, are you?’ It’s her! I whip around wide-eyed mouth open. She looks wonderful, positively buoyant in a white blouse, blue jeans and sandals. Jealousy pierces my heart. I try to smile to bravely match her happy state, but I fail miserably. I feel small and unworthy next to her. I look out at the ocean to cover my foolishness. Is there some kind of cosmic conservation law for the human condition? When. Try to fight it. Try, baby."The dreamy look faded from David's eyes and his features twisted into the face of a frightened child. "I did, Donna. I did. But it was so hard...so hard." I know, baby. I know." Donna?" Yes, baby." Will you brush my hair?" Yes, baby. Sit down on the bed."They sat on the bed together and Donna pulled the hairbrush through David's long brunette curls out as he stared into the mirror. "I did try, Donna and I know I'm a man. I really do know it but I just need you to. He shot another big load right over my lips, into my awaiting mouth.I caught the delicious manna on my tongue and held it there as he shot yet another big load once more over my lips and into my mouth. Another load spurted over my face, hitting my forehead. Another landed on my chin and dripped down onto the top of my cleavage, staining the neck line of my tank top. Yet another load spurted out from his thick rapidly throbbing helmet right over my other cheek.The whole time I was watching his.