I am frightened. Who is this beast of a man whose voice sounds like honey and is covering me as I lie dreaming of my boyfriend? How dare you take my d...reams away? And then I hear a shhhh. ‘I will make your wildest fantasies come true.’ I know that voice. That smelly of musky Aspen cologne. How dare I be afraid? I knew it was you all along. How stupid I am to have thought you a stranger. My One True Love. I release my death grip on your shirt and settle back down into my comfortable sleeping. I put hers where it would be out of her way but within reach.“Thanks, Jack.” She sipped it. “Just right. You’ve been observant.” She poured some bacon grease into the pot with the water. She then put all the vegetables along with some ham into the pan and cooked it. She looked at her water and poured in grits measuring the amount by her hand. She then started adding her egg mixture and the spices to the frying pan with the vegetables, ham, and broken bits of bacon. She let everything cook. As I slowed to catch my breath he would lunge forward to keep me from getting any rest. My mouth muscles ached, but I couldn't stop. Finally he backed out of my mouth and his cock slapped his stomach, glistening with my bubble riddled saliva. His ball sack was still twitching and I eagerly sucked in one nut and started licking it inside my mouth. I could hear a faint moan from him while I worked over his huge sack. It was bulging and firm as if he was carrying around a weeks load of jizz. I. ”“You’re wrong about this week because you’re afraid of losing me. That’s not going to happen, Roger!” Traci cried.“You daft bitch! It already has happened. You chose him over me this week. And you’ll choose him over me next month if you’re not pregnant. And what happens if you have a girl? Have you already made a contingency plan to do this again to give him a boy?”Apparently I hit the nail right on the head on that one because Traci flamed red and started checking out the carpet with her.