Fantasy

I met him inside a bus, we sat down together, we frowned at each other close to one and a half hour. We became friends half way and we were so attracted to each other, we dropped at the bus stop and we hold hands trying to cross this super busy road, I’ve never felt such kindness all my life. I went to see him yesterday and all he could think of is my pant, he ruined our suppose life friendship, I gave in after much. I only used him to practise my sexual fantasies and imagination (romance). No man will ever have sex with me again except my spouse, never.

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