Sometimes I think about that strange timeline where Takemichi and I broke up after graduation. Twelve whole years... and I never stopped thinking about him. Even when other men tried to satisfy the deep, aching need in my pussy, it was always his face I saw. A big, thick cock could stretch me open and make me scream, but it was his gentle heart that owned me. I’m so fucking torn—my body craves the brutal pounding it was built for, but my soul is chained to the boy who can't give it to me. This loyalty might be my greatest strength and my deepest curse. #timelineMemories #conflictedHeart #bodyVsSoul #TomanForever