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“Well, I’ll be honest. At first, I was a little skeptical. You and Arturo are very different. Like two separate species that were never meant to occupy the same habitat, never mind have other involvement.”
Although I must admit, I do get perverse pleasure from discovering which buttons of his I can push when we go out. It’s fun to watch as he tries to appear all lovey-dovey in front of everyone, even though I can totally tell he’s fuming. I love seeing that left eye of his start twitching.
He blinks, slowly. His still dazed-looking eyes finally meet mine. “Mm-hmm… Love showering with you. Will you let me eat your pussy again?” “No!” My cheeks warm. I can feel myself getting red all over. “You have a fever, and we need to bring it down.” “So no pussy? I’m not going then.” “I wasn’t asking.” I grab his wrists and pull, trying to get him up and out of bed. “A little help here, please.” “Nope. No pussy, no help.” He drops back onto the pillow.
“Gutting them is what I had in mind, but cutting their fucking heads off would’ve worked, too.”
“Oh, hey, darling.” My wife sticks her face through the doorway, grinning sheepishly. “You’re home early. How about you go back to the office and try again in an hour? Or maybe three. Tomorrow would be better.”
