The spasm as he bursts inside of me. His body relaxes against mine, and I am crushed comfortingly beneath him for a moment, his panting in my ear. Min... in his. He lifts himself up on his elbows to release me, and I push him back to his knees. I know that I am filled with his cum, but we are so intermingled, I can’t feel whether it is his or mine that is trickling down my thigh. He goes back down more hesitantly this time, his tongue flicking tentatively against my slit. I like it. The almost. It was hard to talk so he suggested we move to the corner of the VIP section that was closed off, as the club wasn’t full. It was great because it was quieter than the rest of the club and rather private. He was about your height and quite lean-looking. He commented that he always sees you talking and flirting with other girls, so he wanted to take the opportunity to flirt with me since you apparently flirted with his girlfriend before. Ah, revenge. How sweet. I told him I didn’t think you’d. “I still need it,” Rachel shrugged. “He still hasn’t quite fucked the bitch out of me. It’s like a momentary fix.”“I saw that too,” Ginny said again.“He loves me, just like he loves you, but it’s a matter of degrees. Maybe you wouldn’t think love has levels. And in a way, in the moment, especially with Joe and his intense focus, it doesn’t exist. But outside the moment it does. I love Joe, but I love Eddie more. A much higher level of love. Essie and Liang are Joe’s wives. His level of love for. Thank you for reading.I have to fill in some letters for this post so I'll attempt a short story.I had this itch. That feeling of something was missing. I could not get it out of my head. I had heard of this witch down by the water and wondered if she could help. I headed out in search of her.Soon enough I found this little old shack with the blinds down and no trespassing signs all around. I had to ask so I ignored the warning and knocked on her door. A pretty lady came to the door and asked.