Saturday [F4M][Revenge][Tease][Blowjob][Cowgirl][Cuckold]

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I had been looking forward to the weekend like so many people do, but for me it was different. I didn’t have any grand plans; I wasn’t the type to party and I rarely went out. The excitement began on a Tuesday when my roommate told me that she’d be home for the weekend, I can’t even recall the reason and frankly, I didn’t care. I had some space, room to breath after a particularly stressful week. After two tests and a paper I had survived and just wanted to relax and clear my mind, perhaps enjoy the weekend for a change…

-Byler University of Liberal Arts: Lux Hall Sophomore Housing-

-7:00 pm-

Erotica / Audio – Patreon

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[F4M][College][Revenge][Oral][Cowgirl]

I had been looking forward to the weekend like so many people do, but for me it was different. I didn’t have any grand plans; I wasn’t the type to party and I rarely went out. The excitement began on a Tuesday when my roommate told me that she’d be home for the weekend, I can’t even recall the reason and frankly, I didn’t care. I had some space, room to breath after a particularly stressful week. After two tests and a paper I had survived and just wanted to relax and clear my mind, perhaps enjoy the weekend for a change…

-Byler University of Liberal Arts: Lux Hall Sophomore Housing-

-7:00 pm-

It was a warm September night and I was lying in bed listening to the faint whistle of the wind coming through my window. The sun had just barely set, and the room existed in a twilight between the waking and the dreaming. Staring blankly at the ceiling, there was a single thought playing over and over in my head, “fuck everything”. What should have been a pleasant breeze, felt harsh on my skin and the world seemed to lack the colors of life. Lifting my phone in the air, my eyes linger on the flower that was my background and in the low light, I struggle to pull the image into focus. My vision clears and I glance at the time, 7:03pm… wondering how things had gone so wrong, so fast.