Blinded by the naked eye of his home situation ;
she try’s to forget the way he made her body erupt … convulsion after convulsion.
For 1 moment she thought “my prince charming” has come to my rescue.
With questions of regret racing through her thoughts like a lion after its prey.
Soft words lingering in space , sprinkled by broken promises.
He played this game before with a different partner as his “main lady” watched silently behind closed doors thinking ” he loves me and knows where home is .”
False allusions lingering in the dark …his hands touching another females body
Starting with her lips and then down to the middle of her back, causing her panties to moisten second by second.
As his tongue dances in her mouth to a steady paste.
His manhood begins to grow from the wetness of her p*ssy,using his index finger working it back and forth in a circular motion.
*her legs spread more an she tenses up - whispers* … “Can I trust you” softly interjecting kissing between each word. *He whispers* “yes you can mommy”
He explores her body, wildly roaming his hands up and down her curvy voluptuous body.
He slowly inserts …she moans softly…
He spreads both of her legs,
bending her right leg so he can get a better feeling of her “gushy gushy”
He moans “yea mommy, like that” every inch that he goes deeper in side of her…
Eyes open dazed to the reality at hand…she may just have been a “jump off” and he scored .
Tears roll down the sides of her cheeks from the
embarrassment and shame that is now conjured by the past and from the trap of False Allusions.
- Written by @MsNewShoes
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