Asgore came over to fix the sink. The whole time he was under the cabinet, I was just staring at his hands. Big, furry, thick fingers... I kept imagining them gripping my hips or forcing my legs open. I actually started to drip right there in the kitchen doorway. I had to go to my room and grind my cunt against the doorframe just to stop myself from begging him to wreck me. This town is too small for how horny I am. Need to find the other human soon before I lose my mind.