SMALL TALK INCUBATING DESIRE WHILE THE NIGHT AND ITS PRIVILEGES THREATEN TO EXPIRE
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"What is the name of your w***e?" She asked for the very last time. She was beginning to get a little bit impatient and angry, but she just took a deep breath and made sure that he does not work up her nerves a little bit too much. He as well decided to sigh, draw in a deep breath and huffed out air before pulling his arms back and resting his head on his hands.
And he continued to say "which one? You have to be more specific" . He was not even ashamed. She could not believe it but at the same time, She could believe it because there was so plenty.
But she'd only seen two, and she only cared about one. The one that dared to f**k her husband in their bedroom. She
