The young man felt very aroused when looking towards Twilight's sexy body as he sat on her lap. "I want you having my babies.", she said. His wife stared horrified. "Linda! It's not... fifteen children... I...", he stammered as Twilight kissed him."Please do not touch me Twilight." "But I love you, Risk.", she moaned very quietly. "You're fucking disgusting in the bed, I hate you." Linda shouted hatefully. "Yeah!", Twilight agreed. *Bang* shots were heard not far from where they were arguing. Scared, they ran into the house quickly, as Risk grabbed the door and slammed it shut. If he knew the gunman was horny as Twilight he would've ran to his mullet-dresser. That's extremely irrelevant. Twilight moans softly.