I got off her, and just smiled. “Did you cum?” she asked.“No, not yet,” I said. “Well, that’s not fair,” Alyssa said winking at me. She ...pulled the condom off my dick and then started to give me a blow job. I felt like I was in heaven. Alyssa kept sucking my rock hard dick and when she tried to swallow it, gagged a bit. After 5 minutes of this, I began to feel like I was going to cum. I shot all of my cum inside of her mouth, and then after, she sat up and showed me she had swallowed all of it.. Then they moved their chairs to a circle and two counselors started them talking about the experience. Tears started immediately as they spoke of what they remembered of the crash. It was a year later but memories were vivid. It was a year later but emotions were raw. He didn’t participate, but he couldn’t make himself leave either. Lunch was served. The topic for the afternoon would be how life had changed since the crash. The crash had changed him, but he didn’t think he could put into words. I… its done, I said. Hard now, she replied. Fuck it hard. Yes! I said, and thought. Finally Im getting to masturbate. My fingers slipped wild across my clit, rubbing it so fast that I was afraid my arm would go stiff. This is what I wanted all along? Fucking myself on the floor, being ordered around by a stranger, used like a whore? I came. God, like I came. My legs clenched tight, my hand squeezed painfully in between, not wanting to let go of my clit just yet, but the orgasm raced like. “Hey babe. What’s up?”“Andrew we need to talk”“Is everything okay?” Andrew sounded worried.“No. I’m breaking up with you.”“What? Why?”“I just don’t feel like that spark is there anymore.” I was trying so hard not to cry.“Can’t we please just talk about this?”“No we can’t. It will only make things worse. I have to go”He started to say something but I hung up too fast. I didn’t want him to hear me sobbing on the other end. I didn’t want to break up with him. I still loved him, and it broke my.