I Need Some A**!!!!!!

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In the last chapter....

*****Flashback*****
"But don't you understand?! I'm a man!! I got needs goddamn it!!" Joe yelled in frustration.

"Ok well which is more important to you? Your dick getting wet and you busting a nut or the well-being of your wife and unborn child?" Dr. Shareef asked.

"You already know the answer to that!!! Man this shit ain't fair!!! Not fair at all!!" Joe yelled as he stormed off to his man cave to cool off.

"Life isn't fair, Mr. Anoa'i!" Dr. Shareef called after Joe dryly.
************End of Flashback************
After the encounter with Dwayne and Dr. Shareef, Joe stormed off to man cave and when he got there he went in and slammed the door. For a few moments, he paced back and forth in an attempt to calm himself because he was royally pissed. Joe's man cave was huge, it was 2500 square feet, had a luxurious bathroom, pool table, two 85" plasma televisions: one to play video games and the other to watch sports and had every comfort a man would want. Dwayne had a separate man cave of the same size but was decorated slightly different.

 Dwayne had a separate man cave of the same size but was decorated slightly different

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However, despite having the luxury and privacy of a man cave which also had separate room with porn magazines and movies, where Joe could relieve himself, he desperately wanted his Jasmine

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However, despite having the luxury and privacy of a man cave which also had separate room with porn magazines and movies, where Joe could relieve himself, he desperately wanted his Jasmine. He felt since that he was a married man, he shouldn't have to manually relieve himself, that he should be able to sink his dick deep into his wife and get satisfied that way—and it didn't matter if she was pregnant or not. He felt that he should have his wife's legs either hanging over his broad shoulders or wrapped tightly around his waist while his massive hands gripping her waist as he pounded her mercilessly, while she begged for him not to stop. The thought of not being able to do that, was making his blood boil and his dick so hard it could drill through concrete. As Joe started to calm down, he began to have a mental reflection......

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