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want someone else, you’ll tell me before cheating.”
         “I would never cheat on you…ever. What did she want to tell you?”
         “That she still loves me and that she wants me back. She said she will never give up until I want her back.” I left out the love her back part because it’s irrelevant and it will never happen.
         “What the fuck? She was serious.”
         “Yes.”
         “How do you feel about it?”
         “Are you kidding me I don’t want her and I don’t love her. I love you. Plus, her voice deflated my dick. I had a hard on thinking about you and then she called.” I look at her with a straight face, “Can you make it grow again?”
         “Sex Therapy…remember those words. Sex Therapy…say it again.”
         “You’re the only therapy I need,” I say trying to grab her ass.
         “Hmm, well we are now in session. Let me lock the door.”
         “I like the sound of this.”
         I grab Joella from behind and pull her into me. I wrap my arms around her chest, since I tower over her.
         “You’re the only one for me gawgeous. You’re my world. I wake up in the morning thinking of you and I go to bed at night with only you on my mind.”
         “Oh, Brendan I feel the same, so why do we have to fight?”
         “Because we wouldn’t be Brendan and Joella if we didn’t. You see that wall right there?”
         “Yeah”
         “I want to fuck you against it.”
         “I’m ready.”
         I kiss her neck and move down her shoulder. I can feel her shudder. I kiss the other side. I take her earlobe into my mouth and lick it. I whisper,” Is your pussy wet yet?”
         “It’s always wet when I’m near you.”
         “Let me be the judge.” I slide my hand down her torso to her white lace panties. Moving further, I find her clit. It’s hot and sticky on my fingers. “Oh yeah…that’s what I like. Bend over and put your hands on the wall. See, I’d make a good cop. I have to frisk you.”
         “Oh Lord, am I under arrest?”
         “Yes, for stealing my heart.”
         She gets up, turns around and kisses me on the cheek.
         “I’m about to bang you and you kiss me on the cheek.”
         “That was for being sweet, but as sweet as you are you open that mouth of yours and that’s what comes out,” she laughs out loud.
         “You know I can be sweet and salty at the same time. Turn around let me show you.”
         As Joella bends over and grabs the wall, I slap her ass with my cock. I tease her with it until I find her entrance. I push in and then pull out. I keep it up. Apparently this drives a woman wild. After the tenth time tormenting her, the wild maniac begs out, “Seriously, leave it in. I need you inside of me…now.”
         I grab onto her hips and push my dick all the way in, speeding up as she tells me to go faster. My heart is pumping. This is one of my favorite positions. I mean come on, I’m a guy. Who doesn’t love it doggy style. I’m about to blow my load any minute. I’m not your normal guy. If I cum, I can be ready again within seconds. It’s like I have an IV of Viagra in my arm. I’m joking, but I’m a horny bastard. I feel the pressure build in my balls. Joella is ready. I grab her hips tighter. “Fuck, gawgeous, you like when my dick is hard…only for you.”
         “Yeah baby.”
         “You’re so fucking hawt. Aaaaah Oh Gawd,” I yell out.
         “Brendan, fuck me harder,” she screams as she pushes back into my dick.
         We both cum together and collapse on the floor.
         “I love you sweetie. Let’s not fight anymore. I promise I’ll try to contain my jealousy.”
         “Thanks babe, me too.”
         My phone starts ringing. I can tell who it is by the ring tone… Bon Jovi’s -Wanted Dead or Alive. Damn Connor. What the hell does he want? One night