My fiancée once said me changing the spelling of my name to “Cathie” seemed exotic and sexy. You’re engaged, so you two must be in love, right?”
“He loves having his dick in me, but that’s about all.”
“He gives you flowers or candy, or other little things nearly every day. I ordered, “If you’re gonna sit there pooping, at least pass me an enema from under the sink. It was uncomfortable and disgusting, but he was careful not to hurt me. He had no idea what teens liked, so he gave Marie a mall gift card with a thousand bucks on it. It’s really sort of a family tradition. I sighed and reluctantly agreed. I could barely hear him mumbling happy remarks as he stuffed my butt. We have a deal. I can use it in the shower.”
She asked, “Will the cum hurt you if you leave it there?”
“Well, no, but it’s gross. Keith and I had a few big arguments, but there was no way I could afford to leave him. Our deal was perfect!
