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Year 2020

Countries Mexico

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Comedy writer Diego Kaplan I'm *dieing* I hope Adam isn't even a pedo, and they just end up f* ing with him anyways.

Sorry this is so long. I tried to make it concise. My boyfriend [31] and I [26] broke up a few days ago. I'm still deeply in love with him and worry that I made a huge mistake. We were together for 5 years and he was my first relationship. This guy would always talk about the future, surprise me with the most thoughtful presents, bring me flowers for no reason, go on road trips with me, and always accept me even at my worst and ugliest. This breakup started when I found out that I might be getting transferred to his city and move in with him again and expressed hesitation for the following reasons: HIV: He is HIV positive (undetectable. It's not the fact that he is positive that bothers me. It bothers me that he lied and said he didn't have anything aside from cold sores when we started having sex and I had to find out on my own after finding his meds. He never wanted to use condoms and would just pull out. He begged and apologized when I confronted him. He said he wasn't actually putting me at risk because he's undetectable (but he wasn't when he dated his ex whom he never told. I brought that up and he said it has nothing to do with me because I wasn't part of that relationship. He told me very sad stories about his upbringing and I stayed on the condition that he would seek therapy and work on the root issue of why he lied. Over the years, he has brought me along to doctors appointments and updated me about his meds (I would often bring them to him and remind him to take them. He thinks that it's a huge improvement which I don't notice and appreciate because I'm upset that he still has not gotten therapy. I do appreciate it, but combined with the fact that he refuses to follow up on his promise, getting his meds and taking him to appointments feels more like my own defeat for me than progress in my mind. DEPRESSION AND MESS: Ever since I met him, he has not regularly showered or brushed his teeth. I tried talking to him about it a lot. Sometimes he would do it if I took him to the bathroom and told him to, but most of the time he would say "later" then not do it. I asked him why he's like that and he said that he was just raised that way and also has depression. I asked if he had seen a therapist before. He said yes, but it didn't help, was too expensive, and too hard to schedule appointments with. His apartment is very messy. I try to clean and help out when I visit, but it gives me panic attacks. Dishes piled up, dog hair everywhere, flies in the kitchen, dirty toilet and bath tub. He says he is too busy with working 50 hours a week, commuting an hour each way, and dealing with our 2 dogs on his own to keep up the house let alone shower or brush his teeth. I asked "what about the hours you spend playing video games. and he said that it's the only way he can de-stress. LONG DISTANCE: I got a really cool (for now low paying) job that moved me across the country and made us long distance. He cheered me on the entire way and was excited to come follow me (or have me live with him again, as there was a possibility I would be granted a transfer back to the city he lives in. He came into 2, 000 and gave it to me to help me settle into my new city. I refused at first, saying he should use it to pay off his debt, but he insisted and I was getting desperate as the move came closer, so I gratefully accepted. Since we started long distance, he sent me big surprise gifts to make my new move more comfortable (a 4k tv, a mattress topper, and a frickin gaming computer on a payment plan when we agreed on no Christmas presents because we were living paycheck to paycheck. FINANCES: He grew up in poverty. I grew up lower middle class. He was orphaned as a teen and I still have both my parents to fall back on if I'm in crisis or can't afford to pay rent (he likes to remind me of this- they know about everything and still offer to let him stay with them rent free if he needs, but he's always like "no, it's in the middle of nowhere and I can't drive" which I agree with. It's a very small boring town, but he does have people who care. I'm more frugal. I actually like making a plan for financial success and finding ways to save money. I'm not an extreme cheapskate, but I do know when to sacrifice and feel sexure when I have money in the bank. He wants the best of everything. That can be a good thing sometimes (He taught me the value of buying investment items instead of cheap junk) but it also led to him racking up tons of credit card debt. When I moved in with him, I had about 20, 000 in savings. I always paid my own way, bought groceries, chipped in, and gave him/lent him money whenever he asked. We qualified for food stamps and he fought me on it when I wanted to apply. He said I wouldn't understand because I didn't grow up poor. THE FIGHT: I said that I didn't think the relationship was working with the way it was going, that I couldn't move in with him if he didn't start showering, brushing his teeth, keeping the place clean, and rectifying his lifelong habit of lying to women he sleeps with; I said that my being there wasn't enough to support him or fix his problems, that I wanted him to seek help, and that I felt like he was dismissing my feelings and not hearing me. He got defensive, said that he supported me emotionally and by letting me stay with him/go to school/job-hop while he worked full time. He said that if I really wanted to help I could have worked full time to supplement my savings instead of eating through them to focus on my mental health (I left a toxic work environment in the midst of severe anxiety and lived off of my personal savings to seek therapy, get on meds, and refocus. and I am very glad that I did so. He pretty much said that he supported me for 4 years while I job hopped, tried out unemployment (while on my own savings and still lending him money/paying for stuff) tried and gave up on hobbies, didn't finish college. and now that I finally found something (my new job) I expect him to be on my level and that it's not fair because he never got a chance to explore his dreams. He said that he is too overwhelmed with working 50 hours a week in a dead-end job (his words, not mine) taking care of our 2 dogs by himself while I'm gone, losing his health insurance (he now makes too much for medicaid) paying bills, and having no time to relax or sleep to even think about therapy. I offered to pay his copay and help him find a doctor. He said I wasn't looking at the real problem and that those were unrealistic solutions. I felt like he wasn't acknowledging my side or participating by at least agreeing to professional help in the future. I told him that if he didn't reach a compromise, I couldn't see a future. He hung up, called back, fought some more. So we broke up. He spent the next few days sending me screenshots of happy memories, telling me that he drank himself to sleep (he doesn't drink normally) and that he was astounded that I could throw away 5 years in a text and phone call. This was the day before his birthday. I didn't intend on breaking up, but I knew it was a touchy subject that could possibly lead to a fight. I just felt that it was urgent. Yes, I know I'm an asshole and I feel horrible. WHAT NOW: I told him that I love him, I want it to work, and I just want him to work with me and keep his promise. He made excuses, got defensive, was kind of insulting to me, and claimed that I was cold and heartless (because I re-posted one meme on facebook and managed to go for a run that day to try and clear my mind while he cried himself to sleep. I told him that I really want it to work, but I can't think clearly and am spiraling, so I need to take a break from communication for a week. This was yesterday and I'm cracking. I feel awful. I want to make him understand. I want to know if I am too harsh in my approach. I want to know what to do to make this work. He copes differently than I do and I don't know if my hard approach and ultimatums are necessarily useful for him after all. I really want to reach out but I feel like I'm walking a thin line between being unforgiving and losing him forever/breaking his heart and being a doormat/not valuing my own needs. IF HE SAYS HE UNDERSTANDS AND AGREES TO THERAPY: I have this fantasy that once he comes to me and says that he does understand my point of view and will seek therapy, I can nurture him without enabling him. I made a secret list of household tasks to accomplish while I send him on vacation (I get free flight benefits through my job and so does he. I want to hire maids, bring in family members to help me organize the space, repaint the apartment, buy him new sheets, take the dogs to a groomer, buy an air purifyer, make a chore chart, set up therapy for both of us, fill the place with plants, set up a nice desk area for both of us (he loves gaming and I love mindlessly browsing the internet) meal prep so he doesn't stress about food, work out together, plan vacations we want to go on etc. I don't want to tell him this though because a. I don't know if it would make a difference and b. I want him to seek help because he wants to get help, not because he thinks he can fake it for a while in exchange for getting cared for. TL;DR: I broke up with my LDR boyfriend of almost 5 years the day before his birthday because I was afraid of moving in together after he wouldn't take action or responsibility for any of his problems that made cohabitation stressful. I love him and want it to work out. I want to know how to communicate and get through to him. I want to know if I made the wrong decision or if I was too harsh.
Tv my boyfriend's meds last. Tv my boyfriend's meds go. Es un asco este tipo de canales. Amazing comment section. EXCLUSIVE: Jaime Camil ( Jane The Virgin) and Sandra Echeverria ( Savages) are leading cast in English and Spanish-language comedy My Boyfriends Meds. Production is underway in Mexico on the pic which is being made by Lionsgate and Televisa JV Pantelion, Hands Of Stone producer Fuego Films and Mexican outfit Traziende. Also starring are Brian Baumgartner (Foxcatcher) Ana Belena ( Sangre De Mi Tierra) Kevin Holt ( Luis Miguel: La Serie) Daniel Tovar ( Waking Up With You) Pamela Almaza ( Guerra De Idolos) Juan Soler ( Marido En Alquiler) James Maslow ( Big Time Rush) Brooke Shields ( Mr. Pickles) and Seinfeld star Jason Alexander. Argentinian filmmaker Diego Kaplan ( Desire) is directing from a screenplay by Gary Marks ( The Music Never Stopped. Randi Mayem Singer ( Mrs. Doubtfire. Producers are Pantelion and?Fuego Films Jay Weisleder and Ben Silverman, former NBC Entertainment co-chair and producer on The Office, Ugly Betty and Jane The Virgin. Executive producers are Camil and Traziende Films Leo Zimbron and Monica Vargas. Related Story 'Jane The Virgin' Cast And Creator Reveal Final Season Details, Talk Bringing Joy Through Authentic Representation - PaleyFest In the pic,?Echeverria plays Jess, a talented, high-powered marketing executive who falls for Hank (Camil) a charming mattress store owner she meets while shopping for a new mattress. When the two go on a surprise trip to an island resort, Hank forgets to bring the prescription medicine he takes for a string of disorders, meaning he is no longer able to control his various symptoms. Camil plays Gina Rodriguezs father on hit CW series Jane The Virgin and?recently voiced the character of Chupacabra in? Hotel Transylvania 3: Summer Vacation. Echeverría recently starred in comedy? Mas Sabe El Diablo Por Viejo ?and Telemundo series La Querida Del Centauro and voiced the character of Maria in? The Secret Life of Pets. Pantelion recently teamed up with?MGM and 3Pas Studios on remake Overboard with Eugenio Derbez, Anna Faris and Eva Longoria. Fuego is developing a biopic of baseball star Roberto Clemente from O. J. Made In America director Ezra Edelman. Traziendes recent releases include American Curious,?Cómo Cortar A Tu Patán? and Más Sabe El Diablo Por Viejo with up-comers including Como Novio De Pueblo. Camils reps include Zero Gravity Management. Echeverria is repped by Vision Entertainment and KMR.
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Nice trailer. Hi all. My boyfriend and I recently adopted a 2 year old lab/retriever mix rescue pup. He came to us straight from Puerto Rico through a local shelter in our area. Hes a sweet boy, loving and good with all people/kids, housebroken, and fairly well behaved on the leash (although definitely could use some obedience training to tighten up his skills. Hes very social and loves meeting and playing with other dogs. However, the big problem that were facing is SEVERE separation anxiety. We live in an apartment, so not a huge space, but since day one, he cant even be in the room over from us without crying and barking incessantly. Hes okay in the crate when were in his sight line, but he freaks out when we leave and starts scratching himself and trying to break out of the crate. We tried all the tricks for gradually desensitizing him to our leaving and have tried tons of things to settle him down in the crate - music, TV, toys, putting a blanket over his crate (really freaked out with that one) and nothing has worked. The Kong with some cream cheese in it was the best thing so far because it at least helped us get out the door, but once he finishes it he starts to completely panic again. Weve also walked/run with him for 45 minutes before getting him settled in the crate, so I dont think its boredom/lack of exercise either. Were taking him to the vet to see if meds will help, but the thing is, both my boyfriend and I have full time jobs. While weve had some flexibility to work from home the last few weeks while he gets settled, the reality is that were going to have to go back to our lives soon which means leaving him for a few hours at a time. We have a dog walker that is going to come, but that still leaves a few hours where hes going to have to be by himself. Were wondering if at this point, we might just not be the right family for the little guy. We of course dont want to have to rehome him, but it seems like he might be a dog that needs more full time attention than we can give him, and possibly another dog to keep him company (which we dont have the capacity for. Its breaking both of our hearts because were working so hard to try and help him, but it feels like things are getting worse and we know were going to have to go back to work soon. We dont know much about his background, but it seems like the trauma he faced at home in Puerto Rico might be too deep for us to handle with the resources we have available. Any advice here is really appreciated - weve both been thinking and worrying about him nonstop and just need some guidance as to where to go from here.
Tv my boyfriend's meds video. Tv my boyfriend's meds without. So let me guess the grown man that moved him died and now he's actually possessing the doll... Con esa Cara de Mama Guevo Que tenés ese Mamón Jajajaja Jajajaja ???????. This actually looks Low Key good. :D.
Is this a remake? I feel like I heard about this years ago. The symptoms matched: fever, headache, chills, sore throat. My roommate, Abigail, was the first to get it. She was laid out in her room, coughing miserably into her blankets when I left for work that morning, the morning that everything changed. Shed already been sick for three days at that point, and didnt seem to be getting any better. That morning before I left, I suggested she see a doctor, but she waved me off. “Ill be fine, ” she said, her voice so scratchy it was painful to listen to. “This is what I get for making out with strangers at the bar. ” “Well, I certainly hope youve learned your lesson, ” I teased. “I wouldnt bet on it, ” she said, before turning over and burrowing her face into her pillow. I made a mental note to grab some more pain meds before I left for work, crossing my fingers and hoping that she didnt infect me, too. I didnt hear from her all day at work, though I thought of her from time to time as I heard my coworkers coughing and sniffling. Gee, everyones getting sick. Isnt it a little early for flu season? I spent the rest of that day clutching my hand sanitizer and glaring suspiciously at anyone who got too close. I was looking forward to locking myself in my room when I got home and trying to shower all the germs off of me. Unfortunately, those plans went down the tubes the second I opened the door to my apartment. Abigail was sitting on the floor in the middle of the living room, hyperventilating and clutching her chest. “Abigail! ” I shouted, dropping my purse and running to her side. “R-rachel, ” she croaked, collapsing in a coughing fit as I knelt next to her. “What is it? Whats wrong? ” I asked. She looked pained and her hand was fisting in her shirt just above her heart. Oh my God, shes having a heart attack, I thought, fumbling for my phone to call for an ambulance. “I saw… I saw something, Rachel, I…” She struggled to bring her breathing under control as she leaned back against the coffee table. “What did you see? ” I asked. “I saw my dad. He was… he was coming down the stairs and he tripped and fell. He was b-bleeding and he…” She cut herself off to take a few deep, rattling breaths. “I dont understand, ” I said. “You had a nightmare? ” She shook her head. “No. It wasnt a nightmare. I wasnt asleep. I was just… sitting there and then I could see it, clear as day. Like I was there and it was really happening. I swear to God, Im not making this up. ” It took about ten more minutes for her to calm down. Finally, I got her sitting on the couch, drinking a cup of tea and explaining her vision to me once again. “And youre absolutely sure it wasnt a nightmare? ” She sighed, running her fingers through her hair. “I dont know. I mean… Im certain I wasnt asleep. But… Ive had a fever all day, maybe it was just a… hallucination or something. It felt so real. ” “Maybe you should lay down, ” I suggested. “Take some meds, try to get some rest. Im sure youll feel better. ” I ended up setting up the couch so she could sleep in the living room ? that way if she had another episode, Id hopefully be able to intervene before it became a full-blown panic attack. Thankfully, she slept most of the afternoon and night. I was ready to write off the whole incident as a strange effect of the fever, right up until her mother called her the next morning. I was sitting at the kitchen table eating breakfast when Abigail walked into the room, white as a sheet, clutching her phone so hard her hand was shaking. “Rachel… there was an accident this morning. My dad…” “Is he okay? ” I asked, alarmed. “Hes fine. But… Rachel, he… he fell down the stairs. ” I didnt want to believe it. I wanted to pretend it was a freaky coincidence or something. But after Abigail, reports started pouring in from around our city. People seeing things that hadnt happened yet. One woman saw a ring on her finger. 48 hours later, her boyfriend proposed with the exact same ring in her vision. One woman found out she was pregnant three days before the test came out positive. The local news started reporting these stories with a baffled tone. It was weird, to be sure. Not only were people confused as to why it was happening, but it also seemed localized to our small city, which just left people even more bewildered. But it was amazing, too. All of a sudden, people could see the future. At least, they could until the virus cleared up ? as soon as a person recovered, the visions seemed to stop. Some people had one vision ? others had several. There were some, too, who didnt see anything. As time went on, we were left with more questions rather than fewer. Most of the visions seemed to become reality within a few days, as least at first. But soon, people were reporting visions that took place years into the future ? they could see themselves decades older than they were now, surrounded by people they didnt know, seeing things they didnt quite understand. That led to the second, and perhaps more important question. Could the future be changed? At first, the answer seemed to be “no. ” And that made people uneasy. One man saw a vision of his child being attacked on her way home from school. He did everything he could to stop it, picking her up every day at the gate, making sure she knew to stay away from strangers. But one day, he was stuck in traffic and late picking her up. She decided to take her chances walking home… and you can probably guess what happened next. He told the local news, trying to impress upon people: no matter what you try to do, these things will happen. But that was just one incident, it wasnt enough to claim that all of the visions would certainly come to pass. But then once incident became two, then three, then four. And people werent so excited about the visions anymore. The news started running debates about whether or not the future could ? or should ? be changed. Perhaps changing the future was akin to playing God and would only result in disaster. Perhaps the future could only be changed given enough time ? the more immediate visions were already set in stone, but something years in the future could still be changed, right? Or was that just wishful thinking? It was amidst these debates and arguments and fights that I, too, became sick. It happened four days after the fever showed up. Id taken the week off from work at the first sign of a cough and had holed myself up in my room. Abigail had gone to visit her parents, not wanting to risk getting sick again. It wasnt yet clear exactly what this illness was, how it spread, or if there were multiple strains ? everyone was being extremely cautious, except for the people who truly wanted a vision, and at this point, they were in the minority. As for me, I would have been happy not knowing anything about the future. As my illness progressed, I kept hoping and praying that I would be one of the lucky people who didnt exhibit that specific symptom. That day, I was sitting in my room, watching Netflix, when my field of vision began to shift. Everything seemed to slide to the left and then, suddenly, I wasnt in my apartment anymore. I was in a different house, in a bathroom, watching a woman rock her baby back and forth, back and forth. It took me a moment to recognize her as Abigail. She was clearly older, by at least ten years. She was smiling down at the squirming, crying baby in her arms. As I watched, she sat down by the bathtub and filled it with water. There was something about the way she was smiling at the baby that made me feel… uneasy. Like something wasnt quite right. Why am I seeing this? I wondered. As soon as the bathtub was full, Abigail pressed a kiss to her babys forehead. And then she dropped it into the tub. She stared down at it, thrashing in the water, that smile still stuck on her face. After a moment or two, she stood up and left. She didnt even watch her baby die. I lurched forward, my arms outstretched, reaching desperately for the child. It had stopped moving under the water, but I was sure if I could just get it out… I came to on my bedroom floor, my arms outstretched, my breathing ragged and unsteady. Even though the baby was gone, I could see it clear as day, struggling in its swaddling, its mouth gasping for air that would never come. The next week was hell for me. Abigail came back from her parents and asked me what Id seen. I couldnt think of a way to tell her. I could barely stand to look at her, if Im being honest. Even though she hadnt done it yet ? hell, she hadnt even had a baby yet ? I couldnt stop seeing her as the worst kind of murderer. The news didnt help any. All day long, on the radio and on the TV, Id hear a plethora of stories about doomed attempts to stave off the future. As time went on, I could feel the conclusion forming in my own mind. The future is set in stone. And there is nothing that can be done to change it. Abigail was going to become a mother. She was going to kill her own child. I could try to warn her, try to warn her own family, but at the end of the day, it would all be for nothing. The way I saw it, there was only one thing I could do to stop it from happening. One night, while Abigail was sleeping, I crept into her room. She was a heavy sleeper, so she didnt wake up. Not even when I rolled her on her back and took one of the pillows from her bed. Its a lot harder to smother someone than it seems. Its not like in the movies where they stop struggling after a few seconds. I had to hold her there for several long, painful minutes until I was absolutely certain she was no longer breathing. After that, I went back to bed and cried myself to sleep. I called the police the next morning, pretending that Id discovered her body. I gave her CPR just to make it more believable. I didnt think that would fool them for long ? I was sure that theyd discover what had happened during the autopsy. I should have ju
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Im at the main entrance of my apartment building getting my mail when Sam (my next door neighbor) walks up to the row of mailboxes. She too is getting her mail. We say hello to each other and start talking about the latest streaming service. She tells me about how her and Lilly (her roommate) plan on watching a certain exclusive show once Lilly gets back from class. I tell her Im jealous and wish I could watch it too. She invites me over to stream and chill. “Ive been kind of pissed off at Lilly, lets watch it together. She wont notice” Sam says with a scrunch of her nose and wicked smile that clashes with her good girl persona. I accept the invitation. Her hair is pinned up with a single spiraling strand that falls next to her olive skin face, big black rimmed glasses, full lips and hazel eyes. Shes wearing a mustard yellow deep v-neck blouse that hugs her enormous breast while showing a tiny bit of cleavage. Her high wasted A-line skirt rests a few inches above her knees (accentuation her thick smooth legs. The outfit is complete with black high top converse and a bouncy demeanor. Id ask to watch the show with both Sam and Lilly but Lilly has been making it a point not to be seen with me lately. A couple of weeks ago we started hooking up pretty regularly. We still do and from time to time we text. Aside from the sex we arent really compatible. Now its to the point where Lilly will come over randomly, ride me for an hour and then hop off and go back to her apartment when shes done. I can see why Sam would be pissed at Lilly, she is very hard to get along with. Shes very high strung and extremely judgmental. Lilly is a devout Mormon (minus the drinking/sex) and already has her life planned out. Shes going to marry her boyfriend after he finishes med school and they are both going to be rich (her words not mine. We take three flights of stairs to the third floor. On the walk up, I subconsciously drop my keys and take a few steps down to retrieve them. I look up at Sam and get a little peek up her skirt. She turns towards me and smiles. I smile back and notice her gaze drop down to my pants. She spins around facing the ascending steps and leans ever so slightly, enough for me to get a better view of her voluptuous ass. Sam is what many would consider slim thick bordering on curvy. Shes got the type of body that would make any mans mouth water and his pants feel tight. As I trail behind her I cant help but to admire her hourglass shape and her ample rump. I cant tell if shes wearing underwear or a thong but either way I get a good long look at her cheeks. I can feel blood rushing to my crotch. When we reach her place Sam unlocks her door and invites me in. As Im walking into her apartment, she takes a step back and brushes her ass against my bulge, I momentarily dock in between her cheeks. Sam apologizes and tells me she thought she left something in the hallway. With that encounter I am now sporting a full denim cock. We both sit down on the sofa. She queues up the show. I notice the spot Im sitting in is where I first sprayed Lilly the day we first fucked. After I had finished she noticed that I had gotten a few drops on her couch. Lilly cleaned it up as best she could. In between my legs I see the tiniest stain of our first tryst. The thought of fucking Lilly on this very same couch solidifies my boner. Its not going anywhere now. Sam sits next to me. The couch isnt that big and it sort of sinks in the middle. My hand is on the couch and Sams ass is right next to it. If you ask me anything about the show I wouldnt be able to answer anything (except the title. The entire time, all I can think about is inching my hand closer to Sam. Eventually my pinky brushes her thigh. She stands up and asks if I want something to drink. I ask her if shell have a drink with me. She tells me that shes not drinking alcohol for the rest of the week: “My cheat day was yesterday and I already had a slice of cheesecake. ” Before she goes to the kitchen she takes an extended glance at my bulge. In my mind I think I ruined it. She felt my pinky touching her ass and that creeped her out. Now she can see that Im hard and thats grossing her out. When she comes back from the kitchen she has a beer in one hand and a water in the other. She hands me the beer and plops down on half my hand. She didnt smooth out her skirt before sitting down so now half my hand is under her bare ass. Her skin feels so smooth and tight. I nurse my beer. She shifts herself a few times, rubbing her ass on my hand. My cock is now throbbing. The episode is over and she tells me that she needs to watch it again. She tell me that she wants to look for any easter eggs. I agree. Halfway through the show and halfway through my beer she turns to me and asks: “Do you like oral? ”. ?I cant believe what I hear. I ask her to repeat herself. “Do you like oral? ” She asks. I half joke with: “are you offering? ” She laughs and says no. She tells me that she was just wondering. Her boyfriend refuses to go down on her. She wants to know if thats normal. I tell her I like it. I like giving it and receiving it. I ask her if she likes it. She tells me that shes sort of indifferent about it. Shes only had one boyfriend that ever liked going down on her. She says that she has never gone down on her current boyfriend because he hasnt eaten her out. I volunteer that I eat ass too. Her eyes widen and tells me that shes always wanted that. Whenever she talks to other girls about it they all make it seem like its the best thing ever. She tells me that she waxes her pussy once a week in hopes that her boyfriend will change his mind. “Thats actually where I was before I bumped into you downstairs. I got a brazilian. ” She says with a smile. ?I joke if I can see. She jokes only if I promise to eat her out. A small pause between us. She asks me if Im serious, I tell her I am. Another small pause. She adjust herself on the couch and spreads her legs. With her skirt hiked up I start kissing and nibbling on her inner thighs. I switch from her right thigh to her left thigh and back to her right thigh. I switch from a nibble, to a kiss, to a bite, to a lick, to a peck on both her smooth thighs. She pulls her champagne colored gstring to the side revealing a freshly waxed pussy. Her innie vagina looks so inviting. I roll off her underwear, tease her slightly with my fingers then both my hands reach under her cupping each cheek. I squeeze her tight firm ass. I keep kissing her inner thigh, I slowly nibble, kiss, bite, lick, peck my way to her pussy. I kiss her lips and am overpowered by the sweet delicious smell of her wet pussy. Sam grips my hair with both her hands and arches her back letting out a loud pleasure-filled moan. Her skirt draped over her middrif, I lap her slit from bottom to clit. I squeeze her ass as I run my tongue from labia to clit to labia to clit to labia. I run my nose from perineum to hood. Her pussy is so mouth watering good. I slowly feel my chin dripping with her creamy grool. Her pussy lips swell in my mouth her juices filling it faster than I can swallow. “oh fuck baby this feels amazing. ” she says in between breathy pauses. “Youre going to make me cum. ” she lets out. I flip her to her knees and say “not yet baby”. With her knees on the couch cushion and her ass in the air, I throw her skirt back and bury my face in her ass. Both of my hands spread her buttcheeks so that I can admire what Im eating. My tongue presses against her swollen lips and then slips into her pussy. My lips- my mouth is buried in her pussy. I open my mouth as wide as I can. I taste as much of her as I can. I pull my face away just to admire her soaking wet lips. They glisten in the glow of the television. I lap up her pussy. Running my tongue from clit to asshole. From asshole to hood and back again. I flick my tongue on her clit and stick the tip of my nose in her asshole. I move my face from side to side my nose going deeper into her and my mouth drinking her up. My hands spreading her cheeks more and more as I push my tongue further and further inside of her. ?Her moans come out in shorter rapid intervals. I can feel that shes about to cum (her body stiffens. I spiral my tongue in and around her asshole and stimulate her clitoris with my thumb. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck” she quivers. Her body goes from tense to trembling to completely relaxed. She turns around and kisses me. Her hands rub my cock and I grab her boob with one hand and with the other I pinch and release her bra strap. I lift her shirt up and pull down her bra causing her breast to spill into my mouth. I lick her tits, two huge perfect mounds with tasty brown nipples. I squeeze one hard and pop the other one in my mouth. My tongue curls around her nipple. My left hand rubs her pussy as my right hand massages her boob. ?She starts to unbutton my pants when we hear keys jingling and the door unlocking. I get off of Sam, she smooths her skirt and I button up my fly. As the door starts to open I pocket Sams g string and she rolls her shirt over her perfect breast. Lilly opens the door and has a look of complete anger. She stares at us for a few seconds. Then she looks over to the tv and sees that we have just finished watching the episode. “I thought we were going to watch this together? ” she yells at Sam. The room fills with tension and I can tell that these two are about to have a fight. I excuse myself. I stand up, wipe my mouth, and start heading to the door. Lilly looks at the perfectly visible outline of my rock hard cock and says “nice” in a seriously pissed off tone. So now, Im in my apartment, with a huge throbbing erection sniffing Sams underwear. I really want to fuck her now. Lilly texted me saying shes going to come over.

Tv my boyfriend's meds youtube. I cant confirm, but I swear I could hear yelling. It sounded like a man. Its coming from upstairs, I think, so its barely audible. My apartment at the time happened to be silent so I was just reading on the couch when I noticed. I literally stopped breathing and tried to hone in on the sound. I could feel my heart rate rising and my cheeks getting hot. It stopped for a bit but then I heard a bunch of furniture or loud sounds from upstairs. Cue my imagination. Luckily, my ear plugs just came in the mail so I could read beside my boyfriend while he watches TV. I popped them in and took an anxiety med. If I get spooked thinking I lost my phone and panic, Im alright. Once I find it, the anxiety is immediately gone. When Ive heard fighting before, Im just doomed to be in that sort of wary state for a while. Reading my book while being unable to hear anything should certainly help. It just truly takes me back to me being paralyzed in my room, unable to stop listening because of the volume but also curiosity as my name always somehow came up. I feel more relaxed now but its sad its come to this, you know? I never realized how crippling it was until tonight. Luckily my boyfriend was there to just give me a hug and listen. When I initially cut off my dad (my mom came 6 months after) she kept trying to “understand” why I did this. “Was there something. more? theres just nothing bad that happened. ” If it wasnt some secret sexual abuse or molestation then I must be fine? Because your constant screaming was just chill? My boyfriend personally never witnessed that in his life and thats the way it should be.
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