Chapter 2 Worth Of My Tears

"Hmp..." I felt his hot tongue encircling my mouth. His fierce kiss was full of hunger and savagery, as if he wanted to eat me whole.

I barely managed to open my eyes as I raised my gaze towards the man who was sucking my lips.

My eyes widened in surprise as I realized who he was.

Keith Rothchild?

How the hell was my ex, who I had not seen for a while, right in front of me, devouring my lips like there was no tomorrow? I still do not forget the face of this man. How could you forget the face of the man who shattered your heart into pieces?

I ran my hands toward his hard tan chest. My naughty hands continued to lower down until I found what I liked--his huge, massive, pulsating c*ck that I could not hold with only one hand.

Dang! Until now, I still couldn't believe how it fit into me.

I should be mad at him, but why could I not contain my desire?

I miss everything about him. His touch, his kiss, and most of all, his huge c*ck whenever he was inside me.

These made me feel like I was always a virgin whenever this c*ck was in my hands, fiercely into my insides. I laugh as I do not take my eyes off of the huge thing in my hands.

My saliva almost dripped as I gently stroked him, and I lifted my hand. I could feel the roughness as I moved my hands up and down. I could practically pee with a slight twitch in my clit.

"Haaa..."

I was only playing him with my hands, but why did I feel like his thing was inside me? I was shaking my hips as my hands continued to stroke him. My hands soon moved faster.

"Ahhh!!!"

I screamed as I clutched Keith's arms.

Someone is thrusting me. It's more accurate to say that I'm sitting on someone who is relentlessly moving their hips fiercely. Keith's deeper kiss interrupted any moan that wanted to escape from my mouth. I flinched when he grabbed my waist and pushed me deeper towards him.

I gasped some air when we broke our lips.

My mouth dropped wide as I realized who the man was thrusting beneath me.

Holy sh*t!

Garreth McBride?

Did I drug this man to have sex with me? As I remember, he always avoids me whenever I approach him, as if I am doing any good to him.

"f*ck... uh... ah... uhm... G-Garreth, harder! Please, show me what that c*ck is used for. I want you to penetrate me deeper." I said as I arched my back.

While I moved and met his thrust, I moaned very loudly.

I could hear the sound of my wet insides as Garreth continued to move his hips.

I was stiff, and my toes curled as if something was hitting my core. I shivered in pleasure.

I was surprised when someone shoved his c*ck into my small mouth. I almost choked. I wanted him to remove it because it was deeper in my throat, but he didn't listen to my cries. He pulled the back of my head and pressed my face into his huge, long c*ck.

He continued f*cking himself into my mouth. When I turned to look at Keith beside me, I was still not removing my hands from his c*ck. Garreth's hands were now exploring and caressing my hardened nipples.

And who is this c*ck shoveling in front of me?

Rafael Chadwick!

I covered my mouth when I noticed that I had fallen asleep while watching the p*rn video. I was naked since I usually sleep without my clothes on.

I looked at my other hand. I was still holding the dildo I used when I play myself.

When I lowered my eyes, I saw how wet I was between my legs.

I slip my finger at my wet inside and closed my eyes. It was still fresh in my vivid mind, how I was dream and it was the first time that I dreamed of those. In my dreams, I had visions of those three men fucking me. I take my hand away from my lower part. Before I was swallowed by my lust,

How could I have dreamed of such a lewd and silly thing?

I bit my lip. Is this how it feels to have no sex life?

I wanted to laugh at myself because of a certain man. I let myself grieve and suffer from such a useless douchebag who just left me.

And who knows if he was worth my tears?