Listen, don’t feel bad, I get it. You were always going to choose her.
And I get it. Trust me, I do. I mean, her family is fucking loaded. Your life is set. I’m not naive enough to believe you’d choose unchained lust over a life of luxury.
Why can’t we still see each other? You’re seriously gonna ask me that?
You’ve made your decision, Devin. You’re getting married tomorrow. So, no, we can’t see each other anymore. This is the last time. I’m sorry, but you chose this.
Now, lie down, I’m in control today, and we need to hurry; you have a rehearsal dinner to attend.
Fuck, I’m going to miss you. Look at how perfect you are. It’s going to be a long time before I stop dreaming of that powerful body turning me to mush.
Sorry, I’m staring. I’m just taking a mental picture of you’re naked body. That broad chest. Those smooth abs. That fat cock. I love how it’s always hard for me. Always ready. Dancing like a caged horse trapped in the starting gates. Fuck, I miss you already.
You know, I should fucking hate you. But you make me weak. I need to feel you one final time.
But don’t think for a second that I’m not going to punish you for choosing her. I’m going to make you regret your decision. Tonight will burn in your memory until the end of your days.
Now, put your hands behind your head and don’t you dare move them. We’re gonna play a little game.
The rules are simple: you’re gonna lie there while I climb on top of you, and I’m going to count down from thirty. If you last, you get to fuck me however you want. No holds barred. Take me anyway your twisted mind desires. You want to fuck my ass, go for it. Cum down my throat, no problem. Piss all over me, do it. Like I said, anything you want.
What happens if you don’t last the full thirty seconds?
Oh, baby, you might not like that. If you don’t make it, then you’ll come inside of me.
You’re smiling. You like doing that, don’t you? But there’s a twist. I’ve stopped taking my birth control, and I’m ovulating.
Where’d that smile go? Not so confident in your abilities? Scared to play a little Russian roulette?
Oh, you’re not scared? There’s that alpha energy I love. Alright then, hold still. I’m just gonna climb on top of you. The clock will start when I put that big cock inside me.
There we go. Ready?
Mmm. Fuck, it’s been a minute. Stretching me so good.
Okay, I’ll count it down.
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