It was obvious that this bastard couldn't just walk away. After he disappeared from the face of the earth for 2 weeks and I had already packed all his clothes and wanted to throw them away anyway, the lost Casanova suddenly appeared in front of my door again and acted as if nothing had happened. No explanation, no apologies, Nada anyway, and then he started fondling my ass. Exactly, the only thing he missed is my fucking butt hole or what? Because it's always been extremely compatible with his cock anyway...otherwise I wouldn't have let him use it I guess...