But our love wasn’t always like this.

Rose never gets enough of my dick filling her pussy or her mouth. “Fuck my pussy! Ugh! Fuck it! Fuck my little pussy!”

“Holy shit,” I groaned behind her nipple, pulling her hair tight. I shot my second load that night and collapsed alongside her holding her close to me.

“Can you call me a cab please?” She asked, after a few minutes of silence.

“No need, I will take you home.”

“Well,BJ Addicted if you are sure?”

“It’s the least I can do.” I replied.

She looked sad as she got dressed so I asked if she was okay?

“I wish I didn’t have to go.” I could see her eyes welling up with tears.

“Can I ask you a question?”

“Yes of course you can,” She replied.

“Mum, why don’t you leave him? He doesn’t love you.”

“I know.” She nodded her head. “Don’t tempt me,” she said, her voice low and dangerous in his throat.