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But as they kissed and slid further in, and as I opened, as my body relaxed around the thick mass of them, my mind—broke. Not enough to forget who I was. Not enough to forget wholly where I had come from. But enough that, as they impaled me, my head tingled so intensely that I lost all meaning except for this act. And by the time they were all the way inside, cocks twitching and pushing up into my guts, and I was rendered nothing more than a vessel for their pleasure, my mind and body had accepted its fate.
Hell and Its Pleasures (Prince of Lust, #2)
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