Until 6 o’clock today. I don’t have to look at you to know that your jealousy is awakening. Then again, you’re morbidly jealous, so maybe not. And he will. No one wants to see or smell it here.” Stan gets up, groaning in pain, and runs into the bathroom. I have to laugh inside. Just in time for the pizza, if the beep from the oven is to be believed. It’s like a change in the air in the room, which I notice very clearly. It excites me, and I feel your cum flowing out of me to the front of my pussy along with my own juice. So you didn’t last long in his presence. I can’t stand him. “Where is the whore?”
“I haven’t been able to find her yet, Master. Letting that monster mount me will be humiliating, and it will make me hot. “I, I don’t know, Master.” I stumble and prepare for your rage. “Clean it up.” you say, and I awkwardly try to free myself from the chairs so I can go
