/r/traumatizedsluts2
Hotel room is a mess and so is my mind. Now im gonna spend the next few days asking myself why I ended up fucking the father of the groom, of the wedding we just hosted, even though he has been treating me like shit all day, while I was their waitress.....and even though i have a loving bf at home NSFW
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My mums bf made me walk around the apartment like this, when we were alone together. Now and then I still catch myself doing, it, even though I havent seen him in years. I still perfectly remember how on edge I felt all time, when I knew he might appear behind me at any moment. NSFW
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