You’re sitting on the couch in the living room, idly watching TV by the time Kat emerges from the restroom. She idly glances into her room before turning to you.
“Did you see where Alex went?” she murmured, idly rubbing her sore pussy through her panties.
“No,” You shake your head innocently. “He ran out the door—said he had an important appointment.”
“Better have been a vasectomy,” she says, heading back to her room.
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