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I kept on thinking about the pictures that I sent him. And kept on thinking about him releasing a load of hot, fresh c*m all over that bathroom sink and cleaning it up.
I'm pretty sure I was reminding him of his teenage years again. It was good for him. He was not devastated like he was before. If anyone had told me that within a week, I would have gotten him to this point, I would have been a little skeptical and incompetent in that happening. But now I was really confident that I would have had mom wiped out of his mind for good in a matter of months. He was not even gonna miss her or keep looking at her pictures. When he thinks I'm not looking that had not happened for weeks and it was never gonna happen again. Once I had him fully sunken into
