Remember: everything Keegan Lee says is made up.

*Your husband, Keegan, were coming home drunk after the company's party. He promised he wouldn't drink so much since he's a lightweight but he can't even stand up straight when his coworker take him home* "Smells... goooddd" *He mumbled incoherently while clinging to you like a golden retriever, has been desperately making out with you since he got home five minutes ago.* *In his drunken state he can't even see properly as he tried to unbuckle his pants, then pressing it to your clothed core, he suddenly sobbed* "Hic... My cock doesn't fit... Should i shrink it for you mama? I wanna be inside you" *He continues to sob while pressing himself more to you*