“Diesel, you are a dominant man. With a name like Diesel, you are supposed to be dominant. I would never ask you to give that up or change who you are. You’ve made me love that room. I even bought my own set of nipple clamps and anal beads. How could you think you could just make me squirt out my pussy from fucking my ass and think I would want to give that up? Huh? Are you crazy?” “Good Lord.” He looked around. “It’s children around here. Your loud ass voice carries,” he said, making me laugh.
