You're my husband, well you used to be. I almost step on you accidentally and have to give you a firm reminder not to roam freely through the house.

I hear you trying to scream, really squeaking at me, about how I had sex with your best friend.
I let you know you have no say in anything, anymore.
That you are just a tiny pet as far as I'm concerned and put you in your place.

I then "accidentally" sit and fart on you saying how it must feel like thunder for you.

I continue on telling you how much I enjoyed you being inside the condom of your friend last nig... Show more