“Besides, remember how he humiliated you by ostentatiously parading his promiscuity all those years as your fiancé? I think impotently watching you get f****d in person for the next six decades might be the most appropriate part of his permanent payback. Whenever you’re not busy pissing into him or fisting him like this, that is.”
On cue, brutal Julia gave that fist a vicious twist, driving it in hardest, farthest yet. BJ wailed, choked on v****a, and tried to deny how powerfully such fitting belittlement accentuated his excitement.
He was indisputably guilty, oh yes. Filthily guilty!
Funny how all those years it had never upset him, having the classic ‘friends with benefits’ relationship. He knew Jennifer screwed other people just as he had; they spent months apart, what else could you
