Death of passion Stories

I really thought we had something special. How wrong I was, poor fool, blinded by carnal desire. The pleasure of our mating as we penetrated the most intimate places of our radiant flesh in mutual rapture, seduced me into believing that our love would be eternal. The urgency of what began in a frenzy of irresistible need soon faded. You started to make excuses when I called. Now I am forgotten and alone, because I was onl...