Call Me Freak

by J.A. Roles

I am who I am. Well, usually. I mean, we all play a role at some point. We all pretend to be stable. I don't believe there's a single human that isn't really fucked up by life, by experiences... and if there is, then that's one lucky motherfucker right there.

A weak man denies his acts. A strong man owns them.

Holding it in one hand, I stroke my hard cock with the other before sliding the hooped silver earring down my shaft and sliding my cock inside. I've always found those oversized hooped earrings sexy, but I never thought I'd fuck one.

Wtf thats a first

A used tampon catches my eye. One of my favourite items of yours— always. I hold it to my nostrils and inhale it. Your scent hasn't changed. I wonder if you still taste the same? I lick the still wet blood up and down, tasting your blood mixed with your pussy's natural wetness. Fucking delicious. You must have discarded these items before you went to bed. Lucky me.

Grosssss

I'm a grown man with mummy issues.

She does as I say and I pull out of her arse and into her dripping wet pussy.

Hello infection

Natalia is safer at my apartment. I leave her tied to my bed for her own safety. I put on a long television series and leave it to play for her to watch whilst I'm gone. I don't intend to be gone too long.

Romantic...not