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Wendi Guff
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January 2 - January 9, 2025
“He’s pretty pissed. Mom always nagged him to shave his chest, and now she’s going out with this hairy freak—his words, not mine.”
Callie’s and my gaze immediately jumps to his crotch, which sports an enormous bulge.
Only horny couples and potential ax murderers can be found—and one marine biologist.
They say curiosity killed that cat, but the saying is all wrong in my case. It should be curiosity stroked the cock, and not just any cock. A monster one.
“I'm going to make you feel great,” he growls in an admirable imitation of Tony the Tiger.
“You are a breath of fresh air, mikrasa.” “What does that mean?” “It’s Cthulhuian for ‘little one’.”
The thing is like a little monster on its own, a tyrant king demanding what it wants—and His Hardness wants Marea.
The gesture seems a little elaborate, but the setup makes my heart squeeze because Chaos listened when I told him that I loved puzzles. My brain needs to be constantly challenged, or else I get bored—and this is a challenge. It takes me a few minutes of rearranging, but I figure out Chaos’ message easily enough. Will you come out night tide pooling with me? I will be a gentleman—unless you don't want me to be.
then you just become my object of unrequited love. Oh, and I follow you wherever you go until you finally give in.”
But I don't have time to jerk off, so I do the next best thing. I yank my cock off, slam it into the top drawer of my dresser, and lock it. One thing I've learned over the last year is that my kotilo is very, very smart, and I'm not taking any chances of it getting loose. I wag a finger at the dresser. “Behave.” A wet thump sounds from within, as if it's telling me to fuck off.
“Just my pet. Don't worry about him. He can be kind of a dick sometimes when I lock him away.”
Couples all over the world have different jobs and hobbies, but what unifies them is the respect they have for each other.
“Skatakolim?” “It's Cthulhuian. Basically, the English equivalent to douchecanoe, but it literally means ‘sewer swimmer’.”
“Ew! Did you just call my past dates ‘shit swimmers’?!” “...
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“The only person you need to be good enough for is yourself, Marea. When you look in the mirror, don't ever doubt your self-worth. You are—and always will be—more than enough.”
“Marea, you nearly brought me to my knees. You are all I can think about. You consume my thoughts—even when I'm at work. I want to know every inch of your body, of your heart, of your brain. Own all of you.”
“Scary thing, the past. It's like the poltergeist of our minds that we can't exorcise.”
Callie: How many tickles do you get from a Cthulhu cock? Marea: What? Callie: How many tickles do you get from a Cthulhu cock? Marea: I don't know. How many? Callie: Ten—tentacles! 藍 Marea: Callie: Don't act like you're not kraken up. Get it? Kraken up. Marea: Are you going to help me or not?
