However, his temper suddenly changed. It was as usual. He was annoyed. I failed to know why he felt so annoyed suddenly when I just had taken his love juice in myself. He was so happy to have made a monstrous sale and still what it was that was troubling him. This thought was troubling me, though. “You have finished the job so fast. I just had a second to enjoy, you bitch.” He shouted at me. I was flabbergasted. All this deed took place according to his own wishes and still…? “But it was you who …” I tried to reason with him. “Just shut that dirty mouth of yours. Common now make it straight.” He pointed at his dangling manhood. “Give me a reason to bang this into your bald place one more time. Common I am dying.” He seemed to get impatient. I held his cock with my palm tightly and started giving it strokes of love. That did not seem to satisfy him, though. His was a thing that was just refusing to straighten up at that point. “Melissa is better than you. She has the ability to get me going even if spill this juice over her face four times a night. You know, how hot she is. She makes this juice come out me with the same intensity each and every time. She gets me flowing. you know. You are useless. You don’t even know how to give.” I was ashamed of myself. I knew about the physical access he had with Melissa. I knew she was hotter than I was and that made me feel like a recluse in front of myself. But that was a fact I should accept. Melissa had huge assets to show off – yes, most of them were always open for the general public to throw their gaze on and to invite some dirty thoughts. And he was lucky that Melissa was spreading for him. That was obvious that he behaved with me in such a way. I crammed his head with a dirty story somehow and managed to enlarge his penis from 3-4 inches to a whopping 8 inches. That was the time when I too gave in and really wanted to get going. I started all over again and this time felt that as if I am having the fun like a first-timer. There were moans and gushes of air going through his mouth the ‘ahs’ and the ‘ohs’ highlighted the atmosphere. Once again there was a gush of the warm white liquid that dashed out of his tightly bound muscles right into the innermost part of my body. The ‘ahs’ turned into ‘oofs’. These ‘oofs’ showed a lot of satisfaction. I doubt, though, how he could manage all this the second time when he had so sharply criticized me. I asked and he explained. “It is quite simple baby. I was visualizing Melissa all the time.” He had spent one more night with Melissa.