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Ohhh s****r !!

Date: 9/30/2017, Categories: Taboo, Voyeur, Author: kap007, Rating: 93, Source: xHamster

Fuck, this is not what I wanted to be doing right now. She put her arms around me, showering my face with kisses. She continued speaking in a whisper. "I did not want this to happen. I would have let you go, but it hurt so bad to see you with her. I want to be her so bad. I wish I was her-" "Izzie! No!" I pulled her into my arms and kissed her roughly. But her words bothered me so bad that I had to release her. "Why would you say that?" "Because...she has you in the right way. I want you so bad, Paul, but I can't have you, not the way she can. I want to be her-" "Don't say that again!" I stood up. "Isabelle, get dressed." I stormed out of her room and went to the bathroom where I pulled on the shorts that I'd been wearing previously. I finger brushed my long hair back and put on my baseball cap. While I was pulling on my shoes and socks Isabelle came out of her room dressed in shorts and a spaghetti string shirt. Her hair was messy and my heart ached as I replayed how it had got that way. She gave me a questioning look. "Paul?" I smiled at her despite the fact that the last thing I wanted to do was smile. I was about to turn our entire world upside down. "I'll be back love." I walked out the door. PT 6 I didn't return that night; it was a long night. I called Isabelle just long enough to tell her that I loved her, which I said five times before hanging up. I didn't want her to think that my not returning had anything to do with having second thoughts. I was just very busy. ... What I did was to search for my own apartment. I found a small but very nice place near both mine and Izzy's campuses. I was told that I could pick up the keys at the end of the week once all of my references checked out. Then I moved my belongings to a rent by the week motel. It was pretty late into the night when I finally made it to Rachel's. She had been blowing up my cell phone but I had it turned off. "Where the hell have you been?!" She ran out to check her car. "I thought you'd been in an accident. I called your house but Izzy said you had left hours ago." I flashed her a look. Rachel suddenly turned back to the car. "Where are your things, Paul?" But her expression seemed to show that she already knew the answer to that question. I cared for Rachel and I took my time to explain to her that I could never move in with her because the love that I was supposed to feel for her wasn't there. She made me explain it over and over and then after a lot of tears, she kicked me out. I went back to the motel and slept. The next day would be even worse than this one. Tomorrow I would tell my f****y that I intended to marry my s****r. *** Sunday dinner is a day where all of my b*****rs and s****rs try to get together even though we seldom make it to church anymore. There are seven of us and my oldest; Bryan has young ones now. When I came in, Mom asked me where Rachel was. "Rachel and I aren't together anymore, Mom." "Oh Paul!" I gave her a peck on the cheek. "I got my own place, and ...