6/29/2023 0 Comments Dating Cupid by Eve LanglaisHoney, I got that ointment you asked me to buy for that nasty rash under your balls. With a fake, plastered smile and her body stiff with fury, she walked in shaking her paper bag from the pharmacy. White-hot rage filled her at the incontrovertible evidence of Kyle’s devious nature. And following on the heels of that thought was, dirty cheating bastard. She didn’t recognize the blonde bouncing up and down on her boyfriend’s groin, not that it mattered, although she did note how petite the yodeling cowgirl was- the bitch. Roxanne reached the bedroom, the door gaping open as usual, and peered in. Her cloudy mind and general malaise were the reason she’d come home early on a Tuesday afternoon in the first place. Common sense tried to hammer through her denial but hit a brick wall in the form of the cold medicine she’d imbibed. She just couldn’t be heard over the pants and groans she followed to the bedroom. She didn’t do on purpose to move silently. Her head fuzzy from a cold, she clutched her paper bag from the pharmacy to her chest as she slid lazy feet along the hallway to the bedroom. The feminine moaning proved quite distinct from the moment Roxanne opened the door to the condo, a space she shared with her boyfriend, Kyle.
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