It was a hell of a ride. I did almost everything I ever wanted to do sexually. I'd been addicted to porn for 25 years. The internet had taken me to...some of the darkest places one could go. My mother texted me. She was definitely the spawn of satan and most everything bad that happened to me was because of her. I ignored the text and continued having no contact with her. One day I noticed that 2 types of porn had greatly out numbered everything else on the old hard drive. I was. "Me: "OK, I hope you realize it is time for you to pick up your stuff and move to your future wife, baby machine, passport printer, whatever you want to call her. I wish you a happy life, whatever you consider happiness." - I got really nervous and started to tear up. Samer: "Happy... I can't be happy and get what I need. Whatever. I will go."As he said that, I just left the apartment. I couldn't watch him picking his stuff up, packing the bag and leaving. Not after everything we've been. Main darr gayi k matlab ye last round nahi hai…phir 20 minute baad, he said lets do oral fun bbay, maine kaha chalo kuch rahat to mili, hum dono ne 69 position main oral kiya or aadhe ghante tak ek doosre ko orally enjoy kiya, maine upar letkar hard blow job diya, and suck karti rahi wetty cock ko, or raj ki tongue meri pussy k andar tak, jakar mujhe fucking ka ehsaas dila rahi thi,phir thodi der baad, main or position main letkar blow job diya, or poora suck kiya, and finally he cum on my. "Coming in nicely," and she laughed to herself. Both of us were flat chested last summer."Ohhh, Jacquie godddd that's great," I cooed. She sucked and pulled at it, making suction noises and watching it bounce back as she pulled and released."I've never done this before, how am I doing?" She asked me."It's lovely," I said dreamily. "We've never done this together aren't we?" That wasn't what I meant to say. The Vodka was too strong. Down my tummy her tongue went. I felt the elastic pulling down.