So where were you?”
“In the park,” I answer calmly and put my handbag down. Or serving you like a slave while you fuck her. Suddenly, you grab my legs and press them over my head so that my knees land next to my ears. “Have you lost your mind?” you ask far too loudly, and I can see the cute vein pulsating on your neck, which is always there when it starts. “Tell me what you imagined when you fucked her, there was more. The babycam I installed in the living room a few weeks ago works perfectly and provides clear images. You walk up and down the kitchen, and your patience is noticeably wearing thin. Tell me, and I’ll call her. That brings you back to your senses, and you let go of my neck. Your hand shoots to my neck, and you press me against the wall next to the sink. You pump faster, and I hear the vibrator turn on again. “Say it!” I can only perceive your words through a thick fog of ecstasy. “Say it,” you say, and you hit me again. I have never experienced anything like it. You stand up effortlessly and pick me up like a child.
You push it into me. I get wet and know that I am slowly speaking to
