It's been two weeks since I first met Alice, and now I'm in agony.

My hand is sore from all the abuse I've inflicted on my cock.

I'm desperate to see her.

I grab my phone and find Bella's number.

I try to feel remorseful at the excitement in her voice, but I can't.

I ask if I can pick her up at her house and take her out.

I'm dying to see Alice again.

Friday night comes around and I take my time getting ready.

I want to look my best for her.

Which is when I realize…I'm fucked.


Yeah he is.