My love. My life. In the mirror of your eyes. the mirror could not reflect our electric love. as sparks fly, so do the clothes off of our body. he comes home from another long day at the raf, or should i say, royal academy of fucking. his throbbing rod of solid steel swiftly hammering my cozy cooch made even the dirtiest birds and bees jealous. as the pair of jewels slap my ass like a drum all i can think about is our future together. two kids. one apartment. loads of mischief! find out what antics they get up to on “The Sex is Worth The Kids!!!”. Anyway, he climaxes so hard he faints inside my precious pouch. There is only one thing i can do…CPR. As our lips lock so does the burning passion of our love for each other. I stare into his eyes and forget for a moment what a cruel world this is. As his dick gets soft, so do my hopes. This could be the end. With life slowly drifting from the mirror of your eyes i scream in agony. “NOOOOOOO!!”. The children think it’s just a sex moan as per usual and ignore our antics. i lay there. crying. and i write a letter. “i picked up your shirts this morning. i don’t know why. i don’t know why. theresa said to say hello. i started to cry. i started to cry”. i then

proceeded to sing an emotional love ballad and as i hit my last note i collapsed. lifeless. both lovers. gone. but… just as quickly all hope was lost, the blood rushes to his penis and the wood is back in the forest. as it inflates like a bouncy slide it hits the alive switch inside my pretty peachy pussy. we both embrace and cry our hearts out. order is restored. and as if possessed, the kids heard us both sing “but i know i don’t possess you, with all my heart god bless you, you are still my love and my life. your my one and only”.

“The Sex Is Worth The Kids”

- Season Finale November 5th