I once was briefly engaged a few years back in my freshman year. I was young and dumb and didn’t value all my parents set out to tell me about life. They kept telling me I was making a mistake, but they would support me if I wanted to go through with marriage at eighteen. Well, they did that, and for that, I am appreciative and, more so, the fact that they gave me fair warning.
My fiance was a senior in college, a frat boy who didn’t want to grow up. He never showed me that side, but it instilled plenty of fear once he did. Eventually, I caught him cheating. I was devastated that my cousin rick was in town from a gig. He could see how upset I was and wanted to keep my mind off it.
When he suggested going out, I declined, but with a little convincing, I agreed. I went out, had some shots went to china town, and had some great vegan Korean bbq. I kept parting with rick, and he took me to his Airbnb. We were so wasted we took an uber to his place. He began to ease my heartache by making me feel good and going down on me. It was what I needed, some cousin fucking. It felt so fantastic, and now, when I get guys that call for some cheap phone sex, I tell them all about my hot experiences. I got over my ex-fiance so quickly. Thank goodness for family love.
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