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The that was fucking me since february, now he invited some friends to fuck me too with him today, i didn t know but i did it anyway they double pen me and i sucked 2 dicks at the same time. Should i continue or just say that i only want 1 guy?
It is my experience that once a guy has shared you with his friends he aint going back to one on one. Fucking with friends is a different feeling. When the guy fucks you and his friends cheer him onâŚYou are now a shared meat. Once a shared meat, always a shared meat. If you want you can ask him to go one on one only but I dont think thatâs a request he would be willing to accommodate. He might do it once or twice but he will always have that urge to share with his besy buddies.
Wise words.
It's hard to get back to that place where one on one is the comfort zone or even enough again.
MAGENTA
âMagentaâŚthatâs what I call it when I get that way. All kinds of feelings tumbling all over themselves. Well you know, youâre not quite blue, because youâre not really sad. And although youâre a little bit jealous you wouldnât say youâre green with envy. And every now and then you realize youâre kind of scared but youâd hardly call yourself yellowâŚI hate that feeling. Just hate it. And I hate the color magenta. Thatâs why I named it that. Magenta. No way to really explain it but, fortunately between friends you donât have to.â ~ Blanche Devereaux, The Golden Girls