The Wolfs Witch

It is so strange sometimes when you fall for someone. the first time jitters of a first date, and that first kiss, and all the excitement of puppy love. After some time you wonder how you got here, how you ended up under a man grinding inside of you. Him panting and drops of his sweat from his for head falling on your neck, and the smell of cheap red wine you stole from your mother's bedside table. Not that she will ever notice it is gone because she has about twenty of them there, and she is always too drunk to remember, or to busy getting fucked by a new man she met at the bar this week. Maybe that is why I am so fucked up in the head?

"Does that feel good? You like that don't you." God, could he be any more disgusting. I don't even know why I am dating Josh. I guess it is just to fill the day with something to do. Ugh, my life sucks; everything around me is so miserable.

"Yeah babe."

"God, you're so freakin hot."

"Yeah.."

"Oh! I'm going to cumm! I'm cumming!" With that finale, he flops over, and I just get up and go to the bathroom to clean off. "Where are you going?"

"I have to pee."

"Okay." He turned over and in two seconds flat he is snoring passed out asleep.