Chapter 1992 My Debbie's Pussy:>Ep3
- "I would make you get checked by a doctor for every possible disease. But even if you received a clean bill of health, I don't know if I would ever allow you to have sex with me again. I would be sickened and disgusted by you and your lack of respect for yourself and for me," Debbie admitted with tears flowing down her cheeks. Other than that, I would try to think of things to humiliate and degrade you constantly. In short, I would only keep you around to make your life hell."
- Debbie put her face into her pillow and sobbed and cried. I could tell it was not an act, or a ploy for sympathy. Her mind didn't work like that. She was a direct person, overwhelming opposition with sheer will, and bile. I again allowed her to get cried out as I considered my options. I don't know how long I sat there thinking. At some point I realized she had calmed back down and was sitting next to me, waiting.
- "Debbie, you have been very candid and have given me much to consider. I would not have thought of much of what you told me. You haven't told me the things I really need to know, though. Why did you do it? Would you do it again, either with that fuck or someone else? If I hadn't caught you, would you have continued? Have you done it before? Do you love that guy? Why do you want to stay with me if you were having sex with someone else? Wouldn't that seem to indicate you have no feelings for me and, in fact, prefer him?" I asked.