When she said she was hungry, he set off to the kitchen to whip something up. When she complained about being sore, he’d gently rub her back, and fo... the first time ever, he’d turn up the damn thermostat when she asked. She giggled quietly at the memory. Her thoughts were interrupted by the familiar sound of his footsteps on the creaky wooden floors. “Have a nice shower?”“Yeah,” she said. “Feels good to be home.”Jacob lied down next to her on the bed, tucking his arm under her neck. He was. It had been more than a year since she had sex. And the only time she ever had sex, her husband lasted only 15 seconds. One could almost call her a virgin.Mr. Kumar expected his wife to be taken for a few minutes. But, my grandad fucked her the whole night. He just could not stop fucking his own daughter. The opportunity was not one he could easily let go of.And my grandad released his sticky cum inside her tight love-hole, impregnating her. Her husband sat outside the hotel room, listening to. Working with you is amazing. You make it easier. You understand me.”“Not always, Joe,” she said.“Yes, well, when you didn’t, you made me fix things. Made things better. You’re my muse.”They both looked at the drawing she made where she declared it.“You’re breaking up with me,” she said matter-of-factly.“Uhm ... I think you’re the one to break up with me,” he reminded her. “I’m the one who cheated.”“So you admit it.”“Yes.”“With Joanne?”“Sort of.”“I can smell her.”“It hasn’t gotten far.”“Yet.”He. She clung to me, and sent waves of desire towards me, letting me know that though her body was fourteen, her soul was thirty-one, and horny.I let her feel my erection, as I sent back thoughts of my arousal. She liked thinking that she could make me hard, and reached down to grasp Mr. Johnson with a surprisingly sure grip, and gave him some encouragement."We'll take SUCH good care of your little friend, here, later," she said, breaking our kiss and patting the front of my slacks.Satisfied that.