Sex finisher

You came to me, I confess I did not want U, I know how U do not deserve me, but I needed it, was decided. I needed to be 100%, I would not be a maybe, it's yes or no, period. U turn me on, after U have possessed me, I could get masturbating, but now I do not have more orgasms, what happened to me? This dependence kill me. I feel people judging me, or was it myself? No matter. Some nights I pray to not get depressed, I want to scream, run away, cry, Im not the same. Just regret not having asked you to suck me, but I'm alright. I bring you a sex finisher, a sexual point in our relationship, this was the most satisfying end.
THE END

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