Even her skin was different. Intellectually, Eleanor recognized that the Perfect Girlfriend Juice had made her feel this way, but even so, it seemed like she had always looked and felt like this, and she couldn’t help but love it. Porn Benedict snuck off for some private time every few days, and she hadn’t begrudged him, both because he kept her well satisfied and because she knew what men’s needs could be like sometimes, but she had no idea her husband had developed such… He pushed his flirty little wife off his lap and stood up, twisting her nubile body around and pushing her face down onto the desk as she squealed with glee.
