No Regrets

Ended things with Jamie last night after six years. Knew it was coming, but still felt that sharp sting of freedom. Felt her soft skin against mine one last time, her wet heat around my length, pulsing and squeezing until I couldn't take it anymore. Tangent: Sometimes I wonder why people get so hung up on love when the real magic is in this raw physicality. Back to point: Still hard as hell just thinking about those final moments. Worth every second.