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Look, the bottom line with me is if it’s in my past, and by that I mean before July 9 2022, I don’t want anything to do with it.

It’s not that I hate everyone, there’s a few I am not particularly fond of, and without a doubt they are the reason for this mindset I carry, no doubt, but the majority of them are a problem. Especially the women I had romantic interest or was involved with. I want nothing to do with them or anyone connected to them or were ever connected to them whether they are or not still currently connected to them ever again.

I see them as hard life lessons that I did indeed learn from. The hard way, by myself, without the support of anyone. Not that I ever asked for it or discussed my issues with anyone. I took it like a man, and I got through it.

There’s a few more recent who I don’t hold any hard feelings towards in any way, but the time has passed for anything of any constructive or of value to happen. It’s now in the past.

Looking at things, I don’t believe there’s anything good or positive that can be had from the past. I want to look forward to the future. Something fresh and untarnished while I continue to build or myself up to what I consider a certain level of human being. Which includes repairing parts of my life which I take full responsibility in allowing to slip to a level I don’t don’t see as satisfactory. But at least I’m moving down that road on my own. I’m not asking anyone for help or leaning on anyone. It’s all me.

That’s the way it goes. I accept those loss.

New Confession

My husband always watches p*** and said he fantasized about me being with a b******** man. On vacation in a bar , I noticed a muscular young black guy watching me. I’m 28, 120 lbs with perky breasts. I started thinking about the fantasy and was getting a bit aroused. My husband was really drunk and I knew he was ready to call it a night. I told the black guy our room number in the hotel, he said he was on the same floor. I asked him to meet me in the hallway. As soon as we entered the room my husband hit the bed, I knew he was out for the night. I removed my p****** and bra and put on a short skirt, I was really going to do this. He was waiting for me in front of his room and pulled me inside rather quickly. He wasted no time kissing me and pulling off his pants revealing his huge manhood. He layed me on the bed and forced his large p**** into my mouth. I was scared because this was happening too fast. He forced it down my throat and I began to gag. After a few minutes, he pulled up my dress around my stomach and saw my tight little p****. He spread my legs and forced his big d*** into my wet hole . It hurt ,but he buried it deep inside me. I begged him to stop but he kept thrusting me. Soon I started getting used to the size and it started feeling very good. I begged him to f*** me good as I grabbed his balls. He was making me c** so hard. He had his way with me for about an hour and I had never had that many orgasms. He finished in my mouth and I eagerly swallowed every drop. I went back to the room, barely able to walk. My husband was still passed out. I get so h**** now when he fantasizes about a black man using me. He has no idea

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