He sat on the bed, his back against the wall. Jack was leaning back against his broad chest, her head in the crook of his shoulder.“There’s too mu...h to say. They hate me now. I thought there was some way to… I thought Bella at least would understand, but she sided with him. Now, they’re… together. I guess. I just have to accept my fate,” Jack sighed.“Do they know what you did?” Quinn asked.“They know the consequences. I tried to tell Bella once, but she didn’t listen. All she heard was that I’d. But I didn't think I would change my mind. I was so dead set in the direction I was going. Stuck with the world's most awful cuntcake of a girlfriend.So I didn't pay attention. I only heard from her once after. She had sent me a letter and a map, but I had moved since and I couldn't locate it. I also probably didn't realize that would be the only time I would hear from her.So three long miserable years had come and gone, and I had come to realize that I hadn't been happy since she had left.. These last three days, having her repeatedly and meekly bare her ass for me, knowing she would receive nothing in return, no caresses, no pleasure, no orgasm, knowing that she would only be used, had been extremely erotic and satisfying. Which is something for someone who has managed to have the experiences I have had. What has happened, I thought, to the misogynistic Bradley Rankin aphorisms: A woman is three holes surrounded by fat. Or: Sex is friction with window dressing. I used the. She did her personal grooming in front of the mirror at the end of her bed, so she knew her pussy looked fantastic. Claudia leaned all the way back and confidently abandoned herself to his ministrations. Edan took the champagne glass from her."Cold!" Claudia gasped and shot up. Edan pushed her back down, and she laughed, realizing that he had just poured champagne from the bottle onto her pussy. She purred and stretched as he began lapping up the champagne with his tongue.This was better than.