“Skin flakes”  

He’s a twisted bastard.  I awake, his legs on my shoulder’s.  His cock in my face

“Suck It!” Pressing hard against my mouth.  One exploratory lick.

“Take a fucking shower, It’s been three fucking days!” odor of sweat, cum, my own pussy.

“Suck my cock you dirty bitch” Shaking my head no. He pins me down completely. He begins to stroke it, rubbing it against my mouth.

“Cum in… my mouth” I tease.

He rubs even faster now. I can feel it as he cums, warm, wet, sticky.  I lick my lips, sweet and slightly salty at the same time. It drips down my face, off my neck, pooling on my neck and chest.  I turn on the fan. Completely still, saying nothing, plotting revenge.  He’s in the kitchen.

“You mad, baby?”

“No babe, of course not“

He pours the milk in his cereal. Getting up, I walk to the kitchen. The spunk, dried now, is flaking off, like skin after a bad sunburn. I scrape it off with my nails.  He’s getting his spoon. I sprinkle it on the top of his cereal. He digs in,  after 3 or 4 bites, I’m laughing so fucking hard i have to tell him.

“You sick fucking bitch!”

He finishes the bowl.

“I love You!” and tries to kiss me.

I run.