My cock was now at full mast. The image of her sitting on a fake cock and working it like a real one made my heart palpitate. “You’re a tease,” I chastised. “What are you going to do about it?” “I’m going to come up to your room and fuck you with my mask still on.” Her breathing hitched. “How do I know this isn’t some sick joke?” My heart tore at the crack in her voice. She’d waited for me, despite thinking I’d been dead for the last ten years. If she was being lied to about who I was, it’d crush her. Thankfully, it was me. The boy she’d spent five years in solitude with. The boy who
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