Jill

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The din of high-pitched, inebriated laughter told him it was ladies’ night, and sure enough, a swift glance into the club’s main room showed him one of the reindeer handlers pinwheeling his fat little cock in the faces of a cluster of shrieking suburbanites, his pulled aside g-string stuffed with bills.
There Arose Such a Clatter: Tales from the Naughty List
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