Who is the bitch now''''fuck , look at you taking all of my big cock, yes bitch , good bitch boy stay weak and fuck ''pouding up fast and deepbouncing...on my bed arm over my head tied up making sure i stayed down taking heri look at her cum in me , feeling my hole getting stretch open wet , pumping a few times in me calling me her good boy kissing me making me into her lil bitch''this is my gift to you, make sure you wear it as often as you can, ill be back next week, you gonna be a good boy. I apologize quickly, ‘I am sorry, Camilla, I wasn’t expecting to find you here so early. Please forgive me. I am such a silly girl, you know?’ She removes her phone from her ear and she warns me in a velvety voice, ‘That is my boyfriend, Ian, whom I am talking to, and we are discussing no-laughing-matter affairs. It’s okay, it’s not your fault that we crashed into each other. If you don’t mind, I have an urgent conversation to devote myself to.’ I steadily reverse and I sneak a look at her. I packed a lunch and some drinks in my panniers, donned my helmet, and headed out. Yes, I wear a freaking helmet! I look at it simply, if you have nothing to protect, go without!It was a perfect day! I couldn’t have asked for a better one as the odometer spun with the miles under my tires. Harlie was behaving herself as well, I felt like I could ride forever! The road was winding nicely and gradually rose in elevation. The views started getting really nice on this late Spring day. I was. I suppose that’s the main reason I hate myself so much, because of the things I do, the games I play. If David knew what I got up to when he wasn’t here, he’d hate me, I know that but I play my games anyway. And I know why, because he’s not rich. He’s second best, he’s a toy to play with until someone better, someone richer comes along. I know, I know. He’s nothing to me and at the same time I love him more than life itself. I don’t understand and it’s tearing me apart. I can feel his strong.