When Michael left, Bruno came after me making me get on my hands and knees, lower my head, and raise my pussy. Don’t get me wrong, the sex was always phenomenal, but I did have a life to lead, a job to do, and bills to pay. Anal sex *****
That night, I gave birth to a little boy. As I drove home, I thought about Bruno at home waiting for me and realized for the first time how much I cared about him and depended upon him and wondered what I would do if anything ever happened to him. I was so confused, I couldn’t think clearly. *****
For the most part, I was happy, but I still sometimes had thoughts that something was wrong with what I was doing. Bruno was an intelligent animal, who I have no doubt sensed what Michael and I had done. Ridiculous . . It took a moment for it to register what was happening, and in that time, Bruno had jumped up and now stood beside me, looking worried.
