Sick /End./ Lonely
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All there was left is the shape of love I recognize.

Sick /End./ Lonely

AUTHOR'S NOTE CAUTION!!! THE CONTENT MAY CONTAIN STEAMY SCENES IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 YEARS OLD PLEASE DO NOT KEEP ON READING THANK YOU!

I lit a cigar, its ashes got carried away with the wind. It was three in the morning, and I needed some fresh air.

The two lay beside me, both naked and satisfied, snoring away.

Mom was sleeping in the next room. She slid in a bag of condoms this evening.

I hoped we weren't too loud.

I yawned and stretched. My back clattered.

I probed my vagina open with two fingers, both his and hers dripped from the opening. I touched my breasts, it felt sticky. I felt my anus, it was also overflowing with love juice.

I tiptoed into the bathroom, turned on the water, and washed it all off.

How I wanted to be normal, how I wanted to live a healthy life.

But again, how can I?

With the sexiness of making love seducing me?

In the end, I can't. And to be honest, it'd be a pity if I did let go.

I dried myself with a towel and stepped out of the bathroom.

My bodice reflected off the milky moonlight. A streak of smoke flooded out the window, surrounding my naked body before leaving.

Clean, I woke them up. They yawned groggily.

"Come on, don't keep me waiting," I lifted up both their chins. "I'm all set for another round."

Their eyes lit up. Apparently they are ready, too.

And all there left was pain and satisfaction.

All there left was a minute of the love I recognize for me.

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