That night I woke three times to masturbate. I came torealize that I was hooked, addicted, and that I wasbeing unfair to my husband – he should ...njoy me, notsome Vlad-type that I didn’t know at all! Well, riding the metro for three hours, trying to figureout what said Vlada to no avail possibly helped me getthis insight. Anyway, I decided to put an end to theaffair, but I felt that I had to part from Vlad in arespectable way.The day after I reserved a room in an hotel above themetro. It sounded very much like a fart, but much wetter, more like a cunt-fart or an asshole blowing out a bunch of watery shit, but the sound didn’t come from a cunt or an asshole, it had come from my son’s fat cock. More specifically, the disgustingly vulgar sound came from the thick lips of my son’s piss-hole. The dick-lips looked just like a little mouth that had gotten collagen injections and they were so big and flappy that when my son leaked fuck-sauce or blew a load it sounded like the. More

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