Trapped with no escape XXVIII

Tomás' Report - The Road Home, I drove with a bittersweet feeling of not knowing when my ex-wife transformed into another person. It seemed that more than 20 years of knowing her weren't enough time. And today I was in a situation of mixed feelings. Maybe all this time I lived deceived and cohabited with a woman whom I never really knew... I asked myself, but didn't get an answer...

Meanwhile on the trip; Melissa remained silent, she wasn't here, her spirit was completely absent. And I knew very well that her head was outside of this world, immersed in a sea of thoughts. We advanced as fast as I could drive the car. I felt disgusted, forced by the situation to an unexpected encounter. Although I dreamed of arriving at what was desired, I discovered it wasn't so upon arrival. After a long time, we finally arrived back in Calvillo. I didn't take too long to get home and the first thing I wanted was to get out of the car and disappear into my room, leave Melissa's space and sleep, and let this bad day pass. When I arrived; I got out immediately, closing the door strongly. I walked a few steps and then? -Tomas!! She cried before I could lose myself. I turned around and saw her heading towards me to tell me. -Oh! I really feel sorry, I know you didn't want to see me. But thanks for your help... When she said that, I couldn't help but feel disappointed. I turned clearly annoyed, but it didn't matter to her. And I left there with mixed feelings. At least for that moment, a crappy day had finally ended.

Melissa's Report - As I saw myself finally in Tomás' house, my heart felt incomplete and my mind showed itself absent. Despite living here for so long, I didn't feel comfortable in a house that now knew it no longer belonged to me. I don't know when I stopped feeling part of this family... Time spent with Gerson made me get used to his presence little by little. Now I didn't know what would happen to me and my son. Uncertainty wasn't good, but I couldn't get out of my head the feeling of not knowing what would happen from now on. Maybe it was fear that exhausted my strength. But at some point, I fell asleep. Resting my head on your chest, I see you take my hand and move it slowly over your body until it's just below your navel.There it is Whispers, holding my hand firmly on your erect member. It's so hot and hard as I've always known you. Wait, no, not there 😱 I say, moving my hand two inches to the right. Your hand is on the back of mine, pushing my fingers now towards my stomach. -Ah, it's there, right there. Do you feel it? You ask with a excited laugh. -Do you think so? I say in a low voice. Then I feel it. A small flutter followed by what can only be imagined as a big kick. -It's there!!!! I exclaim, bending my head slightly to get a better view of my perfectly rounded stomach. I feel another flutter while you push my hand deeper, trying to find the perfect spot. -Yes, that's it, baby, you whisper with a loving voice -Do you know who it is? Another flutter, a big change on my left side, quickly moving my hand to follow. -Where are you going, little one? You laugh, chasing the small movements with our hands until it settles back down with another small flutter. -Shhh, baby. It's okay, it's okay. I'm your papi. Papi...❤️ The word floats in the air as I listen to myself let out a tiny sigh and feel your cock contract imperceptibly ... It happens quickly enough that I'm sure you couldn't have heard it, but I sense your hand stopping moving. Making a brief pause before telling me You'll be fine, sweetie. We're pretty open about our sexuality, especially lately, sharing almost everything we like. If this is an orgasm, it's because of you, beautiful pussy ✨ But this is something I've kept secret. I think I even denied it when asked directly, despite it being the word that often passes through my mind every time I get off. It's the reason I'm ashamed, the cliché for which I hate myself, for loving...❤️❤️❤️ I hear my voice whispering in my head, once and again, papi. I have to admit that it's not how I expected to hear that word for the first time in bed. I go back to resting my head on your chest and feel your soft nipple just below my cheek. I'm trying to relax, trying to play, waiting for you not to notice my breathing as it accelerates. Your fingers are still pressed against mine, in the same place where we felt that last flutter a moment ago. That's papi, I hear you whisper again, sounding lost in the word, I'm not sure if you're talking to me, to the baby inside or to yourself. With my ear pressed against your chest, I listen to your heart beating rapidly, breathing more deeply than a few seconds ago. I feel your hand gently wrapping around mine, lifting it from my belly. slightly, moving slowly down, very slowly. -You'll be a good mom, you whisper, -the best mother. You take a quick inhalation while the tips of your fingers tickle those small hairs on top of my mound, your hand still guiding me down, slow as can be, but very intentionally. I breathe deeply while our hands approach my clitoris, rising and falling between my legs. Your fingers wrap around mine, guiding the pads of my fingers towards my opening. As you separate my lips slightly, I feel the semen left over from when we last had sex. It feels like it's dripping around my fingers, running down my backside to the bed below. How beautiful you are... , you whisper, pausing long, even when you're a naughty mom. I feel your fingers pushing mine half and canceling out my resistance. You do it deeply in me. Even more than when you put your baby inside me, you sigh, pushing my two fingers as deep as they can go. I arch my back slightly, throw my head back, with the Eyes closed. I feel like your nipple is hardening under my cheek while you're holding my hand perfectly still, pushing my palm towards the clitoris as you push your hand up and down with small movements. This is madness. I'm paralyzed, completely stuck between not wanting to reveal how much I've wanted this and how desperately I need it to happen. However, there's no way to hide it. You're already hard like a rock, just minutes after starting to caress me. A small movement of your leg against mine and you'll notice how voraciously excited I am by the words coming out of your mouth and the semen dripping around our fingers.

I need you to take care of me, papi ❤️, I say in a low voice, Will you take care of me? Please, papi? You release my hand and take hold of my chin while telling me directly in the face. -Always... And you give me a big and passionate kiss. So long and full of love. It seems eternal to me... When I woke up crying and very wet. How much I miss you Gerson Moncada... But I'll fight for our son. And I'll survive no matter what...