I changed clothes and walked to his house. I walked slowly towards his apartment. I sighed- hanging my head a bit. I felt so bad and all wanted to do was cry. But I wanted to see him so badly. I knocked on his door and he opened, smiling at me. He let me in but realialised something was wrong. He looked at me concerened and put his hand on my shoulder, looking down at me. "What's wrong?" He asked.. I looked away. I sighed "My husband knows about us... and he'll propbably divorce me soon." I sniffed. He pulled me into a warm hug. "Do you still love him?" ... "No-... but I didn't want to hurt him like this... I wanted to talk to him calmly but... He didn't give me that chance" I sniffed. "I bought some cinnamon buns.... go sit down on the couch and I'll warm them up" he said and stroaked my cheek. He then went to the kitchen and I walked and sat down on his uncomfterble couch.
Afster I finished making the cinnamaonbuns, i made us some coffe too. I sat down next to him and We talked over coffee and the cinnamonbuns. I looked a lot at him this time. He was so pretty with those faint marks I had given him. I wanted to bite into him again, marking him as mine... just like the others. I was often out, drinking and fucking those who came in my way. But something about him was special. He was the only male I had gotten intressed in. His pale skin and white hair... his green eyes and his femenine body. He was like a child to me... and I just really wanted to have him all to myself. I licked my lips before kissing him roughfly, interupting him as he was talking. Something made me belive that he was more than just one of my whores.
I kissed him roughly, testing him. Wanting to know... wanting to taste him more. He moaned softly in my mouth as I bit his bottom lip. I gave him a sexy look before continuing. Pushing my tongue down his throat. After a while I pulled back. "Wanna suck me?~"... He looked at me, surprised. But then gave me a shy nod as he blushed. Gosh- he was cute. I just- wanted to stick my dick into his pretty little face. And then let it out all over him. I smirked and chuckled. I moved back the table a bit and ordered him to get on his hands and knees. He hesitated but did what I told him to.
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Babybreaths
RomanceA young man is having trouble in his relationship with his husband. He doesn't feel loved, but hesitant to leave him for the sake of their daughter. But after a series of unfortunate events, he ends up meeting the love of his life. But he might jus...
