" I didn't mean to make you feel bad. I'm sorry. But if you want to tell me then I'll listen. But I shouldn't have asked you in the first place." I lo...ked back at her with a tear in my eye, realizing that I have gone back to all the dark places I once walked into. If only to explain to her what my brother and myself had become. "It's fine. To be honest, it's good to have someone to talk to about it." She sat back down and I continued. " I kicked his arse pretty badly. Broke two of his ribs and. I told her to jerk me slowly. She was left with no other options.I knew I will cum soon as her hot hands were driving me crazy. I asked her to take my towel from pocket and cover my dick. She did it fast as she also wanted to avoid a situation where we reach our building with a wet pant and sticky hand. She jerked me again,I started cumming in my towel. It was best hand job I ever imagined in my life. Before reaching our building I stopped and threw away my towels and made my dress proper.We. It's like this, once I've fucked them, start off slow, make them cum and then get harder they fucking love it, they soon forget it's me, it's just a big cock filling their whore cunts. I get to know when they're going to cum and then I push the last three or four inches in.....hard. I can feel it opening the cervix, then the head pops in, I can feel it, the pain must be terrible. That's when I know. If they scream for it to be pulled out they're not mine, but I never do until I've unloaded into. She told me to plan for tomorrow, when I wanted to have fun today. She knew things, too, before they happened. She had the presence of self and the clarity of insight that protected her from those who were insincere and who would deliver her harm. She undressed me and put me to bed all those time I felt the need to drown my sorrows in alcohol. Yet, even after she experienced disappointments in her life, and I admit that I was her biggest disappointment, she never once faltered in her spirit to.