They Devour Me
Before I knew it, his wife’s hand had slipped down to my tender twat, still reeling from the surprise eruption moments earlier, and I gasped as she began to rub me sadistically.
As I walk into the bar, I can’t help but notice the couple staring at me from across the room. They look mischievous and playful, and I can tell they are up for some fun. I decide to approach them, and we strike up a conversation over drinks.
They ask my name, and I tell them.
But I don’t give a fuck about their names. All I want is…
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