My fingers rub faster as he lays back on the bed and begins to stroke his plump meat while watching his phone. He tosses his pants on the bed and makes a motion to turn around, but stops short and instead heads straight into the bathroom, closing the door behind his plump ass. xnx They streak his light blue cotton sheets, turning them dark blue quickly thereafter. “I… need to speak to you, Mrs. “I have proof.”
“What proof?” I say a little antagonistically, to toy with him. Once I hoped its rooms would be filled with children, my children, that my husband would give me. “What did you hope to achieve anyway?” I ask. I unlatch the door and swing it open. Time ticks by slowly, but when I see his hall light illuminate a thin line across his wall, my heartbeat quickens.
