Keeloween

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“I want you to suck my fingers,” he says. “Okay,” I say, and take one finger into my mouth. And then two. And then three. And then suddenly, he hooks his fingers and pulls me toward him by the bottom row of my teeth. “You fucking slut,” he says, and then releases me. “Come up.” “Not tonight. Let me take you out on Thursday.”
Keeloween
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