She was trying to leave me. She thought we were over. I’d hurt her. I’d seen the devastated look on her face back at the alumni dinner, and a voice inside my head had gone, there’s no coming back from this. Every single fucking atom in my body rejected that. There was no way Aviva was leaving me, no way she was going anywhere. If I had to glue my cock to the inside of her pussy and remain inside of her until the end of time, I’d do it, if it meant keeping her. There were worse ways to spend a lifetime.
He is unwell. Completely deranged.
