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I’m jealous. I’m hurt. I still love them both and want to be supportive but it’s hard when they have what I almost had but didn’t because I wasn’t good enough. I feel lied to. lead on. Tired of being hurt. I just want to move on. How do you move on when there’s a constant reminder of when I got hurt. I dont want to be hurt anymore. I know time heals but I only have so much time before everything is different. Maybe different is good. But why does letting go have to be so hard? I want to stay in touch and continue to love you. Because the truth is that my love for you is unconditional. Maybe I wish it wasn’t. If I could just walk away and not think about you ever again, I would. But it’s not that simple. I’ve made a promise. Even after we talked, I couldn’t cut you out. You say you still want me in your life and I want that too. We agreed to go back to normal. I want that so bad. I wish it was that easy. When I told you that’s what I wanted, i didn’t know how hard it would be to carry that out. I’m afraid that normal isn’t possible anymore… YOU made those steps, and led me to reciprocate what you were giving me. Then you stopped. So instantly that it’s like we hit a brick wall when I wasn’t looking. But maybe you were. If only I knew if you had planned to hit that wall before hand or not. All I know is that you were driving. You had control and to be completely honest, I think you still do. I want it back. I dont want you to have this power over me. I want to drive myself and have control of myself. But you wont let me. You hit that brick wall then got out of the car to get help. But you never told anyone that I was still in the car. You moved on and left me to fend for myself. only after bystanders found me is when I was able to catch Up to you a little bit. Confront you. And for whatever reason reasure you that I am glad you are okay. Reasure you that I am fine and I am okay with you walking away. Because I tell you that you walking away is just you walking forward. And you know how I feel about progress. “I’m on your side”. I tell you that I know you went to get yourself some help and just left me, and you don’t say anything. So I tell you again that I love you. That’s still true for whatever reason. I want the best for you. I want you to be happy. But seeing you be happy in the distance is more difficult then I could have imagined. Because although I was found in that car, a part of me is still in there. It was left behind and it’s locked in there but only you have the keys. It’s the part of me that hurts the most. It’s overwhelming and I want to be let out. I want you to come back and tell me why you did it. Why did you take me into your car in the first place. Why was it so easy for you to walk? I want the truth. Im not one to allow people to take advantage of me so why are you different? because im still scared of loosing you. You have been there for me and continue to “be there”. You tell me im an amazing friend. Nothing else. I’m tired
of being reminded. How do we just pretend that this never happened? I’m tired. I wish we never got in that car. I wish I wasn’t sho blinded. I wish that the help you went to after all of this wasn’t someone I loved. I wish I was able to hate both of you. But. I can’t. I love you more then you know. I wish I didn’t.

New Confession

We rented a room in our house to an older lady (she is like 60) and when she moved in she asked if I could help move stuff and she would pay me. (I am 17 M) so I am like sure and helped her move her bedroom set, tv, etc… and got paid $50 so I am like cool.

When she paid me, she was hugging me and telling me how strong I am. She was touching me all over and I got excited and she was staring and smiled. I am kind of big there and was cammando that day, she she could see the outline and size thru the nylon basketball shorts.

Every week when I family is at work, she asks me for help with stuff in her room, like hooking up TV, moving furniture and stuff. Yesterday she asked for help, and was only wearing a short robe and underwear. Her robe would not stay closed and I saw her P#nties and bra, and she looked pretty decent. It got me excited seeing her and she asked me if I needed help with that and pointed to by engourged c#ck,

She walked over to me and her rope was again wide open, and she held my c#ck thru my shorts and started playing with it and stroking it. She told me she would like to see it if that is OK, and she pulled my shorts down, exposing me n#ked. She said she was so impressed with how big I was and asked if it would be OK if she kissed it for me. (of course I am like OK) She dropped down to her knees and took me in her mouth, she was an expert, and made me all wet, and she was humming, which made a vibration on my thing, and made me really excited.

She pushed me down on her bed and stopped kissing me there… she said it has been a long time since I had such a nice c#ck inside me, would it be OK if I put it inside of me for a little. As she spoke, she removed her robe and underwear, and climbed on top of me… she was stroking my thing and rubbing it on her privates… I could feel she was very wet. She smiled as she guided me inside of her and sat down on my c#ck making me go all the way inside.

She rode me like a pro. I did not tell her this was my first time to have i**********. She was moaning and pretty sure having org#sms because everything was wet, actually soaked… she removed her bra and put my hands on her t#ts. When she did this, I got really excited and told her I was going to c#m, and she went crazy and humped me even more. I filled her insides and I am pretty sure she org#smed again.

When she got off me, she went down on me again, and was moaning, stroking, and licking me there. Putting me in her mouth again, I got excited and my tool was hard and she smiled and climbed on top of me but facing away from me. It was great because I could watch her b#tt as she slid up and down on my tool. We both orgasmed again and she thanked me over and over and said it was wonderful.

She told me I was welcome to come by anytime I needed relief, or was stressed. She told me this is out secret, you can use me anytime day or night… I have been going to her room daily now since she moved in… she never complains and is always ready to please me…

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