Diary Of A Wild Maid Episode 2 (Rated 18)
Her: you have been in the kitchen since we finished dinner. Glum!
Him: it’s none of your business.
Her: of course, it is not. The one person whose business it should be doesn’t give a heck. Wait, she chased you out of the room, didn’t she? Straight into the arms of this sack of potatoes here.
Him: I… she didn’t. I… Why am I even explaining myself?
Her: you look pathetic. Is this the kind of life you chose over… this? Over me?
Him: go away, please.
Her: and leave you to this misery? What was your offence this time? Maybe you asked for a blow job and she refused.
Him: you… are crazy.
Her: hell, yes. I am. And we can be crazy together. Today. Tonight. This moment. This gloomy night could get much more interesting for you. Everything could get all wet and steamy.
Him: step away from me, please.
Her: my erotic scent and warm breath irritate you? Or you are too weak to admit that you want me all over you. Eating you like a cup of pie.
Him: you’re… you’re evil.
Her: yes I am. The evil goddess of pleasure, raging to offer you my evil bless-gasms. Bolts of them.
Him: I don’t want you.
Her: you do.
Him: I don’t.
Her: you do, liar. And you can have me. All of delicious me. To yourself. Anytime you want. I have a secret. I am not wearing any underwear here.
Him: Jesus! Get yourself off me. I am out of here.
Her: don’t leave, please. What about just a ravishing kiss? A nibble. A peck! Blow me a kiss at least. Pleaseeee. Sir! Sir!
Next epidural dropping soon!