ring this up. It's a subject I never want to

e that part to me," I say, a

I'm just curious. Well, I want t

" I suggest but laugh after

chness of her laughter

at part. It has made me guilty until now. After al

n't worry

ontinued yo

psychologist who helped me overcome the emotional trauma of my sexual pathology. And according to her, the causative factor of that disorder was m

N

mind from this guilt. Just please be honest with

You have nothing

e being your ex-wife, can you please

. But perhaps because I'm still a man, and she's talking about sex, not to mention s

y confess since I can't bear it in

ut she manages to shut it quickly,

sor

My longing for her overflows, though I know, she can never be mine

, but Ella is w

ive me a quick stare. I feel she wants to say s

is it,

ay. And I realize it's because I address h

g to me. I thought you

ve you always

. "Bye, Zed. I guess we have nothing more to t

he'll always be you. However, I on

n right away and head to my room. I always have a personal space in every branch of my coffee shops,

se I have been drowning my sorrows with overwork, I have forgotten this part about me. And I don't want to think

n toss it into a laundry basket. All I can see at the ba

creaks open. I glance over my shoulder, and I see Yen roo

mes Mori is now sentenced to some years

y mind. I take wide strides to get

t," I say, stari

ignore that. Instead, I cla

her. And I am still h

me away. But I'm already too

over her body. I don't know what has

So much," I murmu

until she stops fighting. I've never been so agg

he kiss. Her eyes grow wide as soon as her back lands on the soft c

lls on deaf ears. I continue kissing

while my tongue dances with hers. I know this is sin, but I can't help indulging myself in this free mom

o my surprise, she stops resisting but never responding

or years. I steal glances at her, and I see that she closes her eyes.

long there, moving from one begging mound to another – an act I never did in the past. I haven't forgotten that I used

mp after short foreplay. Premature Ejac

s. I used to lick her there directly, but now I'm doing it according to her wishes in the past. And I go on

er nails sinking into my shoulders, I suck h

I spend a long time re-exploring Yen. I position myself between her legs, pu

o know if I am healed already. I'm not also sure, but I'm going to know soon.

Oh, dear. I can't believe it! I last thi

wentieth, I grin.

e, though she doesn't say anything. And I k

our position, flipping her over. She gets tighter this way, so it makes me eager to tak

g the squirts I unloaded inside her.

. Finally!" Ye

for this, but she doesn't. I hug her tight as soon a

won't say sorry becaus

healed, I can already rest from my guilt. You know this is wrong; I

kno

country to stay w

r a while. "Is i

urb her peace, so maybe she's l

king over h

minded me that she's the sole he

f. "How do your adoptive pa

een crying for months, but eventually, she has a

. Her parents lose their right to her as parents, while I lose mine as

, and guilt is wr

know I had betrayed you in the past, but th

still lo

. "Don't. Don't do

clothes. Then, she takes a lingering lo

much to me, but she belongs only to my past. And whether I like it or n