Once the kids were back, what happened that day became a retentiveness, at first.

For a week or two, there were no more quarrel spoken and only an odd wave from Gina.

I kept getting flashbacks.

These flashbacks weren't about Gina and her wellspring maintained toned body or her Pt blonde locks, they were instead about Jordan.

All-day I felt guilt.

Whether it be at my part-time job at the liquor store or at home, my thoughts kept being interrupted with visions of his cock sliding into my mouth.

Up until that day I would never have fathomed I would willingly do anything so daring.

I had never thought of sucking cock before nor did I want too.

Now when I closed my heart I'd see replays of his tool sliding inside my mouth.

I had to shake my head at fourth dimension to try regain focus.

In my dreams, I would relive that day, beginning with Gina's smiling but quickly switching to Jordan's sliding cock into my mouth.

Every detail of me sucking pecker was replayed vividly in my imagination.

The turmoil was overwhelming me with guilt.

I'd wake up thinking I had a saw pharynx from him slamming his putz in to it.

It was so existent that when I spat phlegm out, I thought it was his cum.

I was so taken out of my game that I took a week off work.

The fact that both parties haven't uttered a give-and-take to me since was nerve-racking.

I felt depressed, guilt and mortification, plus ecstasy all at differing times of the day.

It even put me off wanking.

Until on the third base week after the issue, I thought to myself"Fuck it."

I jacked off with images of me sucking cock re-playing in my head.

That's when the frustration ended and I started feeling a little more relaxed.

It was much later that Night that the images started returning.

The adjacent day I started to edge-wank by stopping just before I'd cum.

It helped control the images in my head.

For hours this went on to icon of Gina's smile and tits and then the tool swallowing.

I was starting to call back about visiting the physician, but didn't know what to say.

"Hey Doctor can you serve me, I sucked shaft now all I see is cock,"Yeah I'm sure that will go down well.

I even got to the stage where I'd lay on my rear, wriggle my legs over a sofa and let them flop past my shoulders.

From there I'd try in vain to suck my own cock.

I couldn't but instead I jerked my tool inches away from my mouth, so I'd cum on my typeface and tongue.

All these mental image would stop once I had cum.

I just lay there almost puffed and almost dozing off for minutes.

The muss on my font and stench wasn't the same as when it was Hashemite Kingdom of Jordan shooting all over me.

Maybe it was because I didn't have my cock planted inside Gina at the same time.

Who knows ?

Eventually, I'd clean and jerk myself up and try relax.

As I cleaned myself up I felt confusedness, disgust, and guilt again.

"What's going on, FUCK ?"I growled at myself and head-butted the room access frame.

I knocked myself out.

*

Hours later after I had some sleep.

I started questioning myself again.

"Am I fag or something but I like girlfriend ?"

I still fantasized about Gina and having my turncock buried nut mystifying in her pussy, but what about this other shit ?

"Fuck, fuck, I'm not a fag I like pussy,"I tried telling myself.

"shtup this,"I ranted to myself and decided to pull up stakes the house.

I went for a drive.

*

This nonsense ended once I got back.

Gina came over for a visit.

She noticed I was staying at nursing home a lot.

Then she told me that Jordan and her were going through some dramas.

They may split up or separate, the tike are they only reason they still together.

"That nighttime when I/we all got together, I can't get the images out of my drumhead,"I opened up.

"Was I that good ?"She said with a cheeky grin.

"No/yes, it's not you but Jordan River who is stuck in my header,"I ashamedly said.

"Hmm, interesting,"She went all quiet.

"Seems like I'm making all the guy wire in my life cock pursuer,"She said, with a queasy smirk.

"Remember the first time we met, think back the get-go time we spoke,"I began.

"It felt like eld, commemorate our feelings, and call up the firework of that night,"I kept talking.

"wellspring there was an ending to the fireworks and that was Jordan finishing in me,"I finished.

"Oh-kay,"she said, puzzled.

"I keep seeing Hashemite Kingdom of Jordan sliding his cock in my mouth and splattering my human face,"I hysterically said.

"It wo n't go away, that's what I am confused about,"I said, almost breaking down.

She gave me a hug, a long hug.

"There, there it'll go away once you make your choice,"She patted my back.

"Choice ?"I almost broke her embrace.

"Yes love, whether you're vanilla, bi or a gay fag like Jordan,"she softly said.

"Look Hashemite Kingdom of Jordan craves the kids, but every now and then he goes cock hunting at streak,"She said.

"He didn't really know until he went back for seconds what he wanted,"She finished.

She gave me a cute short smile and then a wink.

In a blink of an eye, she was down on her knees and ripped my cock of my shorts.

Dam she has no off button.

She tugged at my pecker gently and squeezed my foreskin.

Then she clutched her paw down the pedestal of my shaft and cupped and tickled my balls.

Gina had her quarter round around the al-Qaida of my beam of light and was tickling or treating my glob like she was about to roll two dice.

I let out a sigh when she circled around and around the cunt of my cock.

She then put my peter in her back talk deeper and recondite, while still juggling my balls.

Gina released my balls once she started sucking trench and hungrily.

She tickled my cock with her tongue and lovingly licking the tip.

There was twaddle all over my cock now as she kissed it and sucked it back into her mouth.

I had my handwriting cupping her juicy asscheeks as she sped up her sucking.

She had her rim firmly clamped tightly around my cock driving me insane with lust.

I knew I couldn't hold on practically farseeing and I think she knew too.

If my gravid breathing and moan weren't a mark then her eyes being shut and her steady rhythm method of birth control did.

"OOHH !"I moaned, as my cock starts feeling fatter.

She slowed a little as my legs started to stiffen.

"GGUURRDD !"That was it, my orb started to empty in her mouth.

What I pumped out was workweek of frustration.

I don't think she expected so a good deal but as the fiddling dick warrior, she was she held my cum in her sassing until I wasn't pumping anymore.

Then she gulped it down with a single swallow.

She licked her backtalk and kissed me.

I could smell and taste my cum.

"Feeling better ?"Gina asked.

"I feel pose and yes,"I said.

"Flattery will get you more,"She said and kissed me again.

This clock time passionately.

I felt reluctant to kiss her after swallowing my cum but I went with the flow.

"Hmmm tangy,"I said.

After we cleaned up we kissed some more and then she left before the kids got home from school.

*