I don’t need to care. I may not have suffered as much as people in Africa or other hellholes like that, but… at least they are capable of feeling ...appiness. Compared to them, I’m broken, and these tumors are the proof. I have felt the bite of a blade to try and cancel out my inner pain with outer pain. I have felt my sanity ripped away by years of sadness. Depression is more than sadness. It is the inability to feel joy. It’s a missing foundation, like a building with a sinkhole where its. And we were on bed I was thinking to get Reid of the clothes but she was not in mood to listen me she just wanted to kiss and smooch all over me and she kept on kissing and then I told her I wanna see her naked to that she said make me I’m all yours and I started doing my work we were striping our clothes I had removed her top and her slip he was in her braHe had removed my t shirt I was in my jeans and she was also in her jeans I started unhooking her jeans while kissing her on lips and she. I tried to squeeze my legs together, but I was too close, I was starting to cum already as he sank in further, stretching my cunt lips apart, already more than ever before. My body began enjoying as my hips began to push and move against him with my building orgasm. I could not help it, I could not even speak. I could only moan and push back as he began to fuck me towards climax. He thrust in and out, sinking deeper into my pussy with every push until finally his entire shaft was into the hilt. She was screaming “fuck me, fuck me, bastards…”I could see the black bastard fucking her cunt was wearing a condom. Then he grabbed Ana by the throat and asked if she wanted his black cum deep in her white married pussy. Through gasping breaths she cried “Yes…”With that he quickly pulled out and removed the condom and slid back in her wet cunt. She gasped and moaned loudly. Then he thrust into her with wild abandon and suddenly stopped while penetrating deep inside her. He shot his load deep.