The Art Of Indian Cleansing

Or when he would make grilled peanut butter and banana sandwiches, she actually loved those but because they were high in fat she would rarely have them. Or any other of his weird food combinations. She smiled at him, "Yes I will take one thank you. It sounds good." Nate was still looking over his shoulder at her with a smile on his face, "Would you like it mild or spicy?" She smiled at him hopefully knowing what he was talking about, "Spicy is fine with me. It's been a while since I've anything other than mild." Nate smiled at her, "Can do." He turned his attention back to the stove and continued to cook. Steph rounded Amanda and poured herself a cup of coffee. The entire time Steph caught Amanda eyeing her being confused as to what just happened. "He was just asking if I would like some diced habanero and cayenne peppers in my omelette." Amanda just smiled at her as if saying thank you for the explaination. Steph didn't have to wait very long before Nate slid her. Generally I would lie still, staring off to the side while trying very hard no to retch from the pain. On a good day I’d only have to endure ten minutes of Lu’s blobby mass humping on top of me before being sprayed with his vile cum. But on a day when Lu was high on prescriptions it could last for hours. ‘Talk dirty to me bitch.’ Oh yay he was high. ‘Tell me about your sister and Maggie.’ Ugh! I hated this part. (Maggie was our mutual friend who had also been a Bride’s maid in our wedding. As I started to degrade myself, my sweet baby started crying from the other room. The sound made my breasts swell with milk on top of the store I already had it ached to have him mashing my chest. ‘Please let me grab her and feed her? We’ll pick where we left off as soon as we’re done.’ ‘Shut up!’ Grabbing me around the throat he picked up his damaging pace, ‘She can wait, you are going to finish me now.’ Her wailing intensified, the pitiful cries had my eyes misting over. I could tell her cry.
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