Leandra Parsons

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The thick slimy tentacle stretches me out and lubes me up until my fingers are curling into fists. “I… I can’t take it… I’m too tight,” I struggle to breathe. “I was hoping you’d say that.” “Why?” “Because it means I’ll actually be aware that I’m taking your virginity this time—even if it’s with a different hole” “But… I…”
King of Ruin
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