"Baby, I hadn't planned on touching you today, I wanted you to get some rest. However, as soon as I woke up from my sleep, I found some slut eating a meat stick, how can I hold back ..."
After showering, the couple lay on the bed, cuddling close to each other.
Michael tickled her hair and teased.
"Shut up! No more talking!"
Nancy reached out her claws and scratched him on the chest, turning her back to him without a good reason.
"Okay, okay, I'll stop."
Michael laughed dumbly and continued to hold her from behind, stroking the top of her hair and smoothing the fried kitten's fur.
"You went to clean him up, no injuries."
Nancy twisted around and looked over his body, seeing no marks before she let go.
"Henry's crazy, I was afraid he'd hurt you."
