Sirens Story: Dear Diary Its BrandiHow do i explain the lonely feeling that eats at my gut every waking moment… And even my dreams are consumed with heartbreaking visions of my… Well no longer my Siren…

When it ended my world shattered. I lay awake at night thinking of her.. Always of her.. With only our first dildo to comfort me. Each night i probe at my lonely cunt wishing she were hear fucking me, her hand guiding the dildo into my pussy…

I close my eyes and fuck myself in the exact rhythm Siren normally used on me… If i close my eyes hard enough i can almost feel her breath on my hot wet core… When i open them to see if shes there, my heart aches and I fuck myself harder trying to push away the pain. Or should i say replace the mental pain with physical pain….

I could forgive her, i would do anything say anything but her eyes are so cold now, when i see her i feel like my sick mind is playing tricks on me.. Shes not the same!

In my darkest hours I think of him fucking her.. His big hairy dick pushing in and out of her so tight so suculant cunt… Jealousy consumes me! I can see her wrap those long beautiful legs around his hips, i can even feel the rhythm of him ramming her! And worst of all i hear her scream his name… Her voice seams to echo in my ears at all times, and its always his name on her tounge…

Ive become a pain whore all on my own…