Massive fights lead me elsewhere

After having sex with V for most of the day, we had a massive fight. I took a morning after pill and my birth control pill, got dressed, grabbed all of my stuff, packed my car and headed to my former Hispanic lover’s place…the guy that looks like Johnny Depp. 

He and I were intimate last night and he didn’t care that I was with V two hours prior to hopping into his bed. He satisfied me more than V had recently; he was so passionate and made sure I climaxed before he did. We had sex all night and we both loved it; we moaned and screamed each other’s names all night. He climaxed down my throat several times throughout the night, he climaxed in my ass four times (very roughly) and climaxed mostly in my apex. During our breaks, we drank a small bottle of tequila, split between us.

We didn’t care that his neighbors heard or that the cops were called multiple times - they came for a welfare check. All we wanted was each other and pleasure. Due to being tipsy and getting good penis, we broke the bed’s headboard and the bed frame. 

I woke up about 25 minutes ago and he was still sleeping. I took the morning after pill and my birth control pill (I need to get back on my morning schedule of taking my birth control). It’s time to shower, grab my things and head home