I have a girlfriend of 3 years (periodic) We had a great relationship, but something went wrong somewhere. I think I'm already crazy. My friend is really beautiful. She dresses stylishly as a model. He has pure beauty and a very warm attitude towards me. That was exactly the beginning. I'll start from there. We were together for a year and this year was filled only with love. Like her, I did everything for each other. Two years ago, I think our relationship was hellishly real. I believed in her so much that I started talking to her about serious things. I also talked about marriage. For children, etc. It was during this period that she began to withdraw, or at least to feel somewhat insecure. The quarrels began. She was angry about everything. He blamed me for that. It even made me jealous. I've never been jealous because I know that I was doing my best and that I wasn't some kind of aunt, but she was starting to behave, to put it mildly, weird and annoying. He smiled at strangers all the time as we walked, picked up his cars, then excused himself that they were friends, and scandalized me again. She started going to the bar alone with her friends. I let it go because I started to feel that the mistake was in me. Once I couldn't stand it and looked at the pictures from the last bar he was at. In one of the photos she was photographed with a boy who had hugged her behind the waist. She was wearing a short denim skirt and her legs were touching his. That night we would sleep together. She had made dinner. We ate, bathed and went to bed. She was hellishly kind and loving. It was like the beginning. However, I, the fool, couldn't stand it and asked her for an explanation of what this photo was. She got angry and locked herself in the bathroom. I slammed the door hard and broke my finger. She went out and cried. He hugged me and made me go to the hospital. I was also very sad about everything that was happening. However, this did not stop our scandals. A month passed and everything was repeated. However, she wanted us to stop for a while and give ourselves time. I was depressed. I isolated myself from the world. Unlike her. Only 2 months later she had a new boyfriend. I couldn't recognize this girl. When I met her, she didn't dare look at anyone but me. He only went out in outerwear. Hell of a conservative. She has never been perverted or perverted. In fact, as beautiful as she was, she was congested. However, after these two months he started uploading quite provocative photos on the Internet. To seek attention. He started going to bars every week. While I was sitting at home and sinking into ruin. However, I later found out that she had broken up with her new boyfriend. Something flickered inside me again. I said to myself this is she loves me. Yes but no. He started coming out with a new one. In just one week.
One night I drank at home alone. I decided to call a friend of hers and talk to her. I literally poured out my soul to her. The girl understood me because we knew each other and we were in common company. She told me many big secrets about my "favorite" conservative girl. Namely, that she went out to a bar and had sex with someone and just had sex. I became even more depressed. I tried to hurt myself in every way. Fast driving. A lot of alcohol. And complete nepotism of everything. With the help of my family and friends, I was able to forget the girl in question for about a year. Until then. When we didn't run into a bar. When I looked at her, our eyes met and she smiled at me. Something inside me shuddered again. Later I found out that he has a friend again, and not for a long time. Maybe 3-4 months. I went home and unblocked her. I also liked a photo of her and her new boyfriend. After a while she wrote to me. 5-6 hours of chat followed. After the conversation. And so for about a week. We both shared a lot. I also admitted that I was still in love with her. She told me that she also had feelings and it was best to see each other to clarify. I went in front of them and she got off. She was beautiful as always. Wonderful smile, body, ass everything ... We talked in the car for about an hour. We talked about everything. when I kissed her. We started kissing very tenderly and warmly.
I couldn't believe she was inclined to blow in my car. She never did it and I couldn't recognize her. When she took it, I realized that during the time we were separated, she must have taken it over 200 times that way. She had improved a lot. She suggested we go upstairs. We went up. Everything was the same. Only she was different. She wore terribly sexy lingerie not like before. He was a whore. At one point, hers rang. They talked for about 10-15 minutes and she hung up. She was not there before the love game. Caresses and kisses. He took a position and expected to just finish. I told myself well if you want. I grabbed her from behind and fucked her like the lowest whore. When he realized I was going to cum, he slipped out and took it in his mouth to cum inside. I made her put on her pantyhose to tear it off and fuck her again. She listened and performed. He had become like a dog. A dog that performs. At the same time, her new friend must have thought of her and been in love as I was.
So time passed and we left again. To this day, we walk, but I'm sure she does with others. He goes out with girlfriends, but dresses provocatively with very short skirts and the like. She comes home all crumpled and hurries to take a shower. I know others are fucking her but I love her and I can't give her up. One day she decided to tell me about all the antics she had been through. That way we have more confidence. She admitted that she did it in the toilets of a bar. In the car. At various parties she did not hide anything from me. He tells me he loves me. And this is obviously a lifetime I will be with someone who does not want only me. but dresses provocatively with very short skirts and the like. She comes home all crumpled and hurries to take a shower. I know others are fucking her but I love her and I can't give her up. One day she decided to tell me about all the antics she had been through. That way we have more confidence. She admitted that she did it in the toilets of a bar. In the car. At various parties she did not hide anything from me. He tells me he loves me. And that's obviously my whole life I'll be with someone who doesn't want me alone. but dresses provocatively with very short skirts and the like.
She comes home all crumpled and hurries to take a shower. I know others are fucking her but I love her and I can't give her up. One day she decided to tell me about all the antics she had been through. That way we have more confidence. She admitted that she did it in the toilets of a bar. In the car. At various parties she did not hide anything from me. He tells me he loves me. And this is obviously a lifetime I will be with someone who does not want only me.
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First finish kindergarten and only then start thinking about school and more serious things ...