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almost thoughtless. Whatever I thought was best for my situation was what I would choose. It made so many things in my life s

. The only problem is, it will get back at you and make you pay your dues when everything in your life is already figured out. It will haunt you of your past, crush you to pieces until you are lying helplessly on the ground, alone and almost

l based on how much the guy has in his bank account. Money forced me to let men take me to bed, humiliate me, and strip me of my dignity. It didn't matter to me.

ex partner in a short period of time. My body and services became exclusive to him. I only had sex with him, I could not say no when he wanted some se

untry so I should not pay him too much attention. It was fine with me. All I care about is his awesome shaft. With child or not, I didn't care one bit. Besides, I really could not really ho

in that moment. First of all, I didn't plan for us to get married. I was just there with him because he needed someone to warm his bed, and I was very much happy to oblige because the money I was getting from him was not a joke. But, marriage is something so scary. I can even stand thinking about it. I will be

all my hardships. If I will be his wife, I will be entitled to everything he has. I will still have the best sex ever

all the twenty-eight years of my fucked up life. I hugged and kissed him, and told him, yes, I will marry him and that I'm so happy he asked

er me with. I was starting to feel proud of myself for saying yes to his proposa

n who was coming back to Manila to take his successorship trainin

over breakfast. When he noticed that I was not giving him

o meet Ian," he said. Ian

ary. Besides, I don't think he is interested to meet

ast month. And for some reason, his na

idea of me marrying someone very much younger than me, but he always supports me. I know he will be

illed. I just found myself biting my lips in excitement as he motioned me to go to his side on the table, pushing his breakfast far into the corner and making me sit in front of him. When I stood up, he quickl

st my soft folds. I threw my head back when our lips parted, and his kisses went down o

was pounding harder inside my wet vagina, going faster and

etter passage deeper into me. My hands went up behind his nape while my elbows were propped

private part. I moaned and cried for his name as the pleasure started to explode inside me. I c