The way she started she didn't even touch me although there was no way she could use clippers on top of my head without accentuating her boobs."What k...nd of weather are we supposed to have today?" she asked, probably just making conversation."I hear we might have rain but not until tonight," I replied."Oh, I hope it doesn't rain until late," she said. "I'm going to a pool party today and my son loves to play in the pool." Ah, yes. How old is your son?"She came around me and picked up a picture. I had come so quickly that my absence did not go noticed. I trained my eyes on the TV, trying to appear calm, cool and collected. After a few minutes, my cell phone buzzed with a text message, from my wife.Where are my panties?Without turning to see her, I replied:In the bathroom, soaked with my cum.I pressed send and waited for the reply. I continued to watch the race trying to get my wife to think she was no longer pulling my chain, figuratively speaking. I eagerly awaited her reply to see. My ears began to pop from the air differences and I heard a deep threatening growl from the tornado. I screamed as my house was torn apart and destroyed by the tornado. I could hear glass shattering and wood splintering. The basement shook but stayed intact so I was thankful for that. Soon, the tornado moved on to the next house and I could hear it eating up the houses and trees. For a while, I stayed huddled in the corner of the basement. My grandpa told me that when a tornado hits, stay in. I don’t know, she said. I knew ash was hesitant. May be, she did not want to have sex again with me… or maybe she was nervous… or afraid of her husband. I do not know the reason but I could feel it that ash was trying to ignore my question. You are my slut? Aren’t you? I don’t know she said… we should no longer fuck again as she is already pregnant again. Ash, it’s almost a month and half since the last time and I can’t seem to keep my mind off you…I want you more and more each day passes by, I.