Gently he blew air onto the ring, warming the symbol of his love for her. With the tenderness of true devotion, Dave placed the ring on her finger. Na...cy started crying profusely as she gazed at the ring then at the man she loved dearly."Oh yes, yes Dave, I'll marry you." With that small sentence, the Nancy he fell in love with burst out of the dungeon. The demon destroyed, she grabbed Dave by his belt dragging him into their bedroom. She looked at him coyly then went to the bathroom. Fifteen. I love my hair being pulled. I love my ass being fucked. I love my cunt fucked really hard. “That’s it you fucking slut,” William said. “Bust you in two. Fucking split you open you fucking cunt.” Then he did something no one else had ever done. He slapped my face with his hand. Slap!I had been slapped in the face by a cock but never by a hand. Slap. I looked at him shocked. My cunt was throbbing with the fat cuCUMber pushed inside. Somehow the sting from my face being slapped made the pain in. “Hypothetical: every morning at 8am, you stand outside the bathroom and watch me jerk off.”Nod.This obviously wasn’t a hypothetical: it was really happening. In real life. I sometimes still struggled to process it. It was really happening. It had been a total fluke, but man ... what a lucky thing to fluke upon.But I knew she wouldn’t talk about it if I flat-out asked, so I had to play the hypothetical.“Every time you watch me cum, you get off as well.”Nod.“One day...”I paused. I’d worked out. After grabbing a squeeze bottle of vegetable oil from the kitchen, he slipped out of his boxers and walked naked through the yard to his spot, enjoying the ivory light on his skin.In the thick grass he lay down, knees parted widely. He drew a line of oil from the tip of his thumb to the tip of his index finger. His last look of Carolyn before he left the bedroom was of her sleeping above the sheets, a t-shirt rumpled just below her breasts, bare legs parted invitingly, wild jungle hair pushing.