Cena's Little Helper
Mid-Card Championship Winner
Every 10 or so thrusts, I would ask her, "Are you okay?" Every time, she would tell me, "Shut the fuck up! You're killing the mood!" Afterwards, she would tell me, "I'm sorry, there's just something about sex that makes me frown and squint my eyes. I would appreciate it if you would stop asking if I'm okay though. None of the other guys I fuck when you're not around ask me what's wrong with my face."