Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Chapter 215 A Sad Attempt

Maybe she was right. I had not dated for too long. Since the

breakup with Aaron, I had completely closed my heart and refused all my admirers.

And I did not understand it. I had not dated him for long, and he wasn’t my first love. But after breaking up with him, I could not move on.

Because of the catalysis of alcohol, my self-restraint gradually collapsed. I let myself recall every day and every moment with Aaron.

From that daring booty call, things had gotten out of my control, and my heart had kept moving toward him. I could by no means stop myself from falling in love with him.

We were not only compatible in sex. When we had been dating, he had almost occupied my entire mind. If I had not met him, I wouldn’t have known I could love someone so deeply.

However, although we used to be so deep in love, we had broken up. So, I felt depressed as if having a lump in my heart.

When I took out the dildo, I saw blue veins on its soft silicone body. I must be insane! Otherwise, I would not have crazily thought it looked like Aaron’s dick.

The more I tried to stop recalling, the more memories rebelliously popped into my mind.

I remembered how Aaron and I had had sex. He had liked letting me sit on his lap before slowly undressing, revealing his sexy body like that of a male model. I even vividly remembered the shape of his six-pack abs!

I slowly unbuttoned my blouse with my fingers.

When we had had sex for the first time, he had also taken off my clothes extremely slowly.

I closed my eyes and took off my bra in the dark. My enlarged areolae gradually shrank in the cold air, turning into a dark red nipple.

Suddenly, I seemed to see Aaron’s lustful eyes in the darkness. Then, his hand slowly slipped down my back and gently clasped my waist.

In the past, I had always had the illusion that I was his muse. His eyes had been deep-set and had fatal magic power

flirtations had become precious fragments of memory. I missed them but could

his movements, slid my fingers down along the inside of my thighs, and rubbed the periphery

different from his caresses. The harder I tried to move

completely went out of

because it helped me forget about reality. I had a very real dream. In my dream, Aaron pressed his hot chest

I roughly took off my underwear, short

I was wet.

were gasping. I seemed to hear him excitedly say in a familiar tone, “I made your tits hard

massaged inside, the hot liquid made my lower abdomen twitch. I felt extremely empty in

up!

had said such words out

me by saying nasty words. Hearing those words, I had always been turned on while feeling

completely lost

pussy. I hadn’t had sex for a

regained consciousness and sadly thought

to hear

in lust

to hear my feedback when having sex to know whether I felt uncomfortable or not. But now, it was not his dick that

mood in my chest was not

so empty and

tightened the grip on the dildo and moved it violently, imitating his movements. Every time I pushed it in, I screamed because it was the reaction he had liked to

almost made my body only bloom for him. We had had sex in many places. When we

think I was sexless, but he had reversed my perception. As long as I

thrust not into my hair, and he was not pressing my head.