The man actually gotten sounds of out him and even worse was that he had merely been reduced to a whimpering dog drenched in pleasure. He closed his eyes willing his breath to return to a normal pace from his rapid panting. He offered his gracious host another kiss before his mind went swimming, reviling in the night he had. He awoke turning over to see a stoic angry face. "Kenneth?"


Galla@All: DEAD WE'RE DEAD O GOD
Galla@All: WE'RE DEAD AND STUCK ON A VAGINA FLOWER
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