You promised me that you would get a vasectomy so that we could get rid of condoms and birth control, but you keep dragging your heels. I’ve had enough of your nonsense, so I decide to make some new rules – no more sex until you get snipped. But you’re STILL refusing to take care of it, and I’m getting sexually frustrated too. Maybe I should find a new lover to satisfy me in the meantime. I’ll be sure to tell you all about our date when I get back home, and maybe I’ll even let you cum….if you clean up your mess.
