“Oh, baby…baby…baby!” Roger cried out in ecstasy as he finally climaxed. When Jenna felt his ejaculate explode inside her, she heaved a silent sigh of relief. For her, that morning’s entertainment had not resulted in any such pleasure. But then, she had not expected it to. Roger’s early-morning wham-bam extravaganzas invariably left her feeling completely unfulfilled and somewhat used as a means to an end.
Having drained his load, Roger rolled off her and lay on his back, breathing deeply. Jenna knew that this was the part when she was supposed to sound grateful and express her satisfaction. But in truth, she had long ago given up on bothering to fuel the fire of Roger’s ego. Over time, he had managed to complete that task very successfully, unaided.
The familiar sound of Roger lighting
