I mean, I was still me. He moved his hand between my legs and began massaging my mound through my jeans. Xxx video “What’s that?” I said. It confused me. “At ’y ’unt.”
“At your cunt?” he said, astonished. Joyful. “Leave ’em on. Right? Get her off that vegan shit. “All right,” he said. “Yes.”
“Atta girl,” he said. I hollered into my bowl. Sit up. “Hey—so, Lori, how do you feel?”
“I feel great,” I said. He must have seen something on my face, but I don’t know what it was. Right. I brought my head to the floor, resting on my cheek so I could still look back at my beloved husband, and fingered my clit.
