I knew that if I told Silvia I'd seen her with that boy, she'd leave me, and I loved her too much to give her up. I continued our relationship as if nothing had happened, but every time she'd make an excuse to go out alone, I'd follow her, knowing she was meeting up with him. That boy, so much older than us, was a pig, and to him, Silvia was just a little slut waiting to be fucked. He didn't even bother to hide away in safe places; in fact, he seemed excited to fuck her where they might be caught. The more I kept spying on them, the more I discovered a part of me that enjoyed watching him fuck her, and on one occasion, he even showed her off to some of his friends. He almost always came in her mouth, and since she often came to me after meeting him, I began to recognize the taste of his cum in her mouth. I lived that situation helpless, and if it hadn't been for an acquaintance who told her father he'd seen her with that boy, I don't think I would have ever left her. An epic mess broke out and out of shame she and her family moved away.