He kept on and on about where I’d been, who I was with and what I’d been doing. Finally he walked out. He slammed the door behind him.??And how ...s your relationship with Paul now???He doesn’t trust me. He keeps on saying that he’s sure I’m seeing someone else.? She sniffed.I took her deeper. ?Natasha, you trust me, don’t you???Yes.??And you believe what I tell you to be true, don't you???Yes.??Over the next two days I want you to think about what I’m going to say, and you’ll believe it. Then I realized what she wanted to know.“You’ve had all your shots, right?” I asked.Her head snapped up and she released Mr. Happy as if she’d been holding a dead rat. I found a closed office complex and pulled around back. I grabbed my cock and waved it at her.“Come on, baby. Be my little crack whore and suck my diseased cock.”Her eyes got huge and when I grabbed the back of her neck, she was ready to scratch my eyes out. I burst out laughing. She had a confused look on her face, and I took. “What do you mean?” “His cock looks like a long tube, not like a tube with a ping pong ball at the end.” Jenny laughed and when she got herself under control she wiped her eyes. “OK, I know what you mean. What about it?” “Well, once he gets his cock head inside it should be alright, at least in theory.” “Mm, you might be right. Come to think of it, my ex, Mike, his cock had a huge head, looked like some kind of overgrown mushroom attached to a stalk.” It was Julia’s turn to laugh. When. Alexa’s eyes sparkled. "So, are you looking forward to enjoying the quiet life after all the political turmoil you’ve caused?" She couldn’t detect any sarcasm or condescension, so Alexa assumed his curiosity was genuine. She nodded her head slowly, a thoughtful expression on her face although it still wrangled her that this overbearing prick had backed her into a corner. Well, she intended to turn the tables on him this evening. "How is Heather's campaign going?" she replied, giving him a.