Published: September 15th 2025, 5:35:14 pm
I talked with Shane. He wants me to come back to what he calls “home." I like Shane...a lot. For a while, it was more than that. I felt a deep connection, and I'm not afraid to admit that it was love. But things shift. He kept pushing me to leave Scott, to be his and only his, all in, exclusive. He was dead set on it. I can't do that. Why? Because I don't want to. You wouldn't guess from my recaps about Shane, but my bond with Scott runs deep. Sure, it's twisted and weird, but still, it's deep in a way Shane can't touch. In twenty minutes, my whole relationship with Shane shifted, and my feelings about being with Shane changed. I don't want to be done with him. I'm not kicking him to the curb. If he's game, I'd love for him to breed my holes, pump his cum into me whenever we're both feeling it. But living with him? Being exclusive? That's done. Things got awkward fast, so that ship's sailed. Still, I made it clear that my legs are wide open for him, my pussy's more than ready to suck the cum straight out of his dick, feeling it pulse through his shaft and flood my throat or my cunt, and leave me dripping and full. But that's where we're at now, just hard, sloppy fucking, nothing more. He hasn't responded yet. And that's fine. I can wait. In the meantime, Jake's ready to step up, happy to slide his cock deep and pump his sperm into my guts, stretching me out, leaving my pussy a slick, messy wreck. I like the way that sounds, if I'm being honest. Shane's choice, though, and he knows where to find me.