Goodrum my friend, serious question: at what moment in the relationship did you know it was coming to an end?
I had for a long time looked the other way when Vissy was cruising Facebook for cock. I even tried to put on a bunny suit, which couldn't even satisfy Vissy's strong lust for schlong. Then one day, after coming home from cashing in my Obama care check at Walmart, I opened the door to the trailer, and I heard a slurping sound. Vissy was on his knees in the kitchen, in the middle of a bukkake by men whom I had never seen before. His eyes looked wildly in all directions and he had the smile on his face of a wall street banker cashing in on subprime loans before the crisis. Cum was running down his nose and chin and he licked it off in a lustful way. That was it for me. I knew I could no longer be together with Vissy: He has put on my blue shiny posing trunks that I treasured so much.
Thanks for the story, Vince.