Cougar ? The love for the taste of pain, like the smell of flesh bathed in expensive perfume on a cold-hearted bitch who feels alone. Her frown is felt like almost death, like large, dark clouds without the rain. I kiss her lips, never attempting to save her, but I'm hooked on her poison and pain. ? I breathe her in slow as she smiles. She likes the way I kiss her neck, which is felt like an aura of bitter, potent heaviness, arousing and malignant, flowing in my stomach, chest into my brain. ? I fall between her legs as my body tingles to numbness. I feel kind of brave as I sacrifice my youth, wrapped tight, pressed to her breasts. I reach to go but she comforts me tostay, to marinate in her poison and pain. ? I nearly fall asleep. I become weak, aroused, confused, don't know what to do as I view her husband's clothes hanging in the closet. ? My eyes become blurry. I stop thinking, heart starts beating, wish I used a condom. ? Don't know what to do, feeling afraid, kind of ashamed. Mixed feelings overwhelm me. ? I now plan for my escape.?????????????????????
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