Hallowpeen
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Read between October 31 - October 31, 2024
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“Oh no!” Dean stands up and cries in agony. “She fell victim to the unskippable ads! The horror!”
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but no one knows what happened to her. No one, except for the Hallowpeen.”
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“The Hallowpeen comes and jacks you off at night, refusing to leave until your peen is as hollow as his soul, muahahaha,”
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“You’ll be fine. Just spell out I-CUP three times and it shows up.
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“That’s not the only thing that worked tonight, Boo.” The deep voice to my left makes my heart stop, but more frightening is how it also makes my pussy clench.
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If the rough-hewn ridges on his face weren’t enough to identify him, the ribbing running up and down his cock certainly are. I reach my hand up, and the Hallowpeen pulls me to my feet.
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Make that, three massive jack-o'-lanterns,
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The hand holding mine gives me a gentle squeeze, and I look down and notice his fingernails are manicured pumpkin seeds.
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But the biggest part of him isn’t his arms. It’s his cock.
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His engorged gourdhood’s orange surface is slicked with froth, like a whipped topping on a pumpkin spice latte. Inch by inch, I stare in awe at his immeasurable length that dangles in front of me. The fluted base curves away from his body, jutting out like a butternut squash. Under a layer of pumpkin foreskin I can see the tip of the stem wanting to poke out.
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I pull my stare from his uncircumcised seedhole.
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“but getting back is a bit complicated. It hasn’t happened in a long time.”
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I’m currently in a Hallowpeen sandwich, all I can think about is how close their pumpkins are to my pie.
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“Just because my guts have been ripped out doesn’t mean I can’t rearrange yours.”
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all I want to do is get back in the middle of their pumpkin patch and have them plow my field deep into the night.
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his pointed pumpkin seed nails,
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Slipping under my panties, he circles his thick finger around the tight rim of my hole before pressing it into me.
Amanda
What about his sharp ass nails
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“Let’s take her inside and show our new guest how we peen in Peentown.”
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Gordy put a raspberry on my nipple until the bitter cold sinks into my skin. The sight of it resting on my curves like a winter hat for my breasts
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I work up and down his ridges like I’m moving through a corn maze.
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As I drink down every drop, I notice that his cum is made of pumpkin seeds the size of mini chocolate chips.
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“Mmm, looks like you like the way I touch your jelly bean.” I don’t know how I feel about my clit being referred to as a jelly bean,