I don't know what that something is - 'just being Carol' maybe - but whatever it is, it's so strong it more than settles anything you think you owe me..."Carol, teary eyed again, said, "Julia keeps telling me you love me more than her. She doesn't seem upset at all, which proves how special SHE is. You also say you prefer me. I have to believe you, but I don't understand why?" I'm sorry that I can't explain why either. Something about your personality obviously, but that's a non-answer. I don't. I set the can of sauce I held for a moment back down. I had to plan for dinner. Something the girls would love. Something that would prove that I could cook. For under 20 bucks. Yeah. That’s right, I could make something Annie and I had learned to survive with for a week back when we first got together and lived at his house. We wouldn’t meet him until years later and the first time was an experience but, we learned a few things, about ourselves, our love and survival. I headed for the canned. He loved the feel of his cock deep in her love hole. After he fucked her he loved to suck the mixture of their cum out of her hole. He loved the taste. Sometimes she would pump her tits and douched her cunt with the milk for him to taste. He liked that a lot. She also loved to squirt milk on his cock and lick it off. She did the same with his ass. Sex with her was the best. It was wild and wonderful. Some nights he would fuck her three times. Then he would take her naked to her own bed and set. And, a couple times in my life Ihad taken advantage of opportunities to fool aroundwith a guy. Anyway, a sign explained that the number oneach carton was the channel on which that videoappeared. As I scoped out the triple-X action on the cartons,Clyde was starting to ooze right through my shorts ontomy pants. I knew I had to get some relief or my pantswould have big spots all over the front. So, I walkedon into the arcade’s long, very dim hallway, which waslined with a series of doors..