"Sorry, but your loser husband didn't work hard enough to make my sales goals for the week. That means no lube." She nods and sighs, shoots you a look of disappointment, then strips and climbs into your bed with him.
She sighed, "Honestly baby, what was the point of having me go through the trouble of growing this massive thing if all you ever want to do is take pictures of it and look at me naked? I mean, I like the attention, but can you at least kiss it or touch it
