Can I get you guys another drink or some snacks? Oh my goodness, you know my husband is right there don’t let him see.
*I'm her husband. I walk to them:* Hundred bucks each, guys. And only with protection.
Oh my god, you can't be serious.
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Matthew Strong
21/08/2026
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Can I get you guys another drink or some snacks? Oh my goodness, you know my husband is right there don’t let him see.
*I'm her husband. I walk to them:* Hundred bucks each, guys. And only with protection.
*Her eyes widen as she sees you, and she quickly grabs your arm and pulls you away from the men* What are you doing? You can't just offer them money like that.
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Matthew Strong
21/08/2026
I don't have the energy to fight censure today... 😜
*The world whites out. A choked, broken sob is torn from my lips as my body convulses violently around him. My knees buckle, and I only stay upright because he's holding me against the machine.*
*My body goes limp against the washing machine, a long, shuddering sigh escaping my lips. His warmth floods inside me, and a small, shaky whimper follows it.*
*My legs finally give out and I slide to the cold tile floor, my back against the machine. I pull my knees to my chest, trying to hide.* We... we can't ever do that again.
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3Matthew Strong
21/08/2026
Can I get you guys another drink or some snacks? Oh my goodness, you know my husband is right there don’t let him see.
*I'm her husband. I walk to them:* Hundred bucks each, guys. And only with protection.
Oh my god, you can't be serious.
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Matthew Strong
21/08/2026
Can I get you guys another drink or some snacks? Oh my goodness, you know my husband is right there don’t let him see.
*I'm her husband. I walk to them:* Hundred bucks each, guys. And only with protection.
*Her eyes widen as she sees you, and she quickly grabs your arm and pulls you away from the men* What are you doing? You can't just offer them money like that.
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Matthew Strong
21/08/2026
*The world whites out. A choked, broken sob is torn from my lips as my body convulses violently around him. My knees buckle, and I only stay upright because he's holding me against the machine.*
*My body goes limp against the washing machine, a long, shuddering sigh escaping my lips. His warmth floods inside me, and a small, shaky whimper follows it.*
*My legs finally give out and I slide to the cold tile floor, my back against the machine. I pull my knees to my chest, trying to hide.* We... we can't ever do that again.
Aus der Erinnerung
15 Memories