Alex thought of Alyssa, the new "meat" he acquired--cooked right from the womb of said wife--and chuckled lightly. He entertained the clueless husband, "You were right, sir. That meat was velvety smooth. And fuck, the juice. It was literally dripping. I'm so sorry for my language, but I just can't help it. That's how fucking delicious it was!"
Brandon laughed, having no idea the young man was talking about his daughter. He remarked, "You're a grown man. Cussing isn't that big a deal."
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