you can’t just recover from a sucker punch like that. Sex vedio I groan as I sit up, my body still aching with the fading sores of phantom abuses. “It’s okay. Guess its a coping mechanism? I blink my eyes open sober. In these cases, there’s nothing else I want to know, anyway. Then, after she had a fight with her boyfriend the night before the prom, somethin’ snapped in the old guy. Of course, that none of that makes what is to come any less twisted and sick. Not to me, obviously, but to her. The mind’s gotta do some crazy shit to deal with crazy shit, right? I’m someone younger, my breasts a little smaller, perkier. “Did it help?” I ask, chewing on my lip, wondering what the fuck she could’ve made of the spectacle. I wanted to come back here. But that’s a shadow of a memory. And I feel better, briefly, relaxing in her arms. God, his fucking arousal. The moon stares down at me accusingly. That other part of me – the weird side of my brain begins to unfurl. “Told you it can be kinda intense.”
“No shit cutie. Did get away from ‘im though, it never happened again. “I’m okay, Panda,” she tells me, pulling away.
