Hating, resenting, unable to forgive from the bottom of my heart... Yet my reason is starting to crumble... No! I hate it! Don't want it! Even if it's a man's dick that I never want to have sex with again, my body craves it... It was a past I didn't want to remember, but I'm falling into an unreasonable climax. Is this the effect of an aphrodisiac? Or a forgotten instinct? Everything is driven by pleasure and goes out of control!! I want to go back but can't!!!!!
