You weren’t at the Cheesecake Factory wearing the blue and white polo shirt we bought while in Florida? Pornhat “You ok?” Gabriel asked grabbing the remote and snapping me out of my trance. “You like that?” I asked jacking his dick as I awaited his response. He acted and pretended as if things were just fine. I found receipts and credit card statements showing where he had been lying to me for at least a year. He grabbed some of my hair, bringing it to his nose, inhaling the Pantene conditioner scent that was left over from that morning wash. He flat out refused. “Is that….” I began as Gabriel started laughing.
