I felt too emotional at that night. First thing what I thought was… Why I am so fucking despicable. I am so poor. I am a fucking whore. And the man besides me was never loved me–maybe till now. I felt it, I fucking felt it! I am not blind. I can see those from your eyes. I can see those things from your things that you did to me. You like… I know that you weren’t feel satisfy I knew that. I knew that you expected more than what I gave to you.
And after you threw your sperm inside my body, and you asked me about my feelings and I did answer that I couldnt feel anything. I felt nothing. It comes too fast. I didn’t feel like.. spray neither something warm inside my V like you said before. And you just… take your phone and I didnt know what you did then.
I went to toilet, and after that I saw you watching a movie–movie that playing a film you choosed that we should watch but we did not cause you force me to did thing I wont–fucking.
And my brain was turned crazy. Every memories from the first we chatted–what did you said about love and this kinda relationship… and I felt like I am a fool. You made me fool. You tricked me. You wasn’t a right man. I am wrong.
Then I cried. And you know this.
These are the reasons why I’m crying at that night after we fucked:
- You forced me too hard to make a love with you. I didn’t enjoy that things when you pushed me to suck your cock, and licked your body. I didn’t want it–at that time. I wanted to spend my time with you by doing right things like cuddling and sharing stories, watching movies, laughing together… So we can knowing each other.
- We didn’t play “the foreplay things” yet. And you force me to fuck in WOT position, and you asked me to change our position, and you pushed your cock too hard while my V wasn’t ready yet. I got hurt, dude. You injured my V, also hurted my heart.
- You forgot “the afterplay things”. So I felt like a whore who had a job to fuck a man and make him satisfy. So, after that happened, I just nothing. I didn’t felt any loves from your eyes.
I am so sorry. That night became an emotional night ever. I never cry in front of man but you. So please do not ever do that bad things again. I am still hoping for you–your love, your promises. I’m sorry cause I cant tell you this at that night while you asked me why cause I was shock, so I couldn’t say anything, and Im so sorry.
However, me still hoping. I wish we can fix it yet, so we can walk through the days after and after. Maybe I like you, and I am hoping. Please…
PS: I miss you. I want to kiss you.
Woman who you fucked 3 days ago.