I felt his tongue following my curves.
I heard his soft moans.
I felt the pleasure passing through him.
I could sense his want and needing.
I couldn't contain myself.
I didn't want to.
I let go.
I failed.
I'm not me.
That changed me.
Forever.
It also made her her.
She is my baby.
My child.
My life.

I'm sorry for that one time.