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If she didn’t look at it –or at her bank account—then it was like she had spent nothing at all.
REAL
she felt as if she squirted every time she so much as sneezed.
EWWWW WHY YOU GOT TO WORD IT LIKE THAT
Stuart with his battle-scarred face and his penchant for piss-play.
George, a quiet and mousy man that could fit his entire fist so far up Jodi’s pussy, she felt as if he was tickling her uterus.
oh
Now, she was hosting almost bi-weekly orgies, where each man took turns stuffing her, pumping her, filling her, and staining her.
GOD DAWM
“And before you ask… yes. This is really happenin’.”
“Or what? What are you going to do about it, piss-stain? You gonna fight me, huh? You gonna fight me?”
“All right, gang. Be cool. Okay?”
NO SHOT
She grabbed the hilt of the knife and pressed it in deeper. The Man stood still, holding his breath, and glancing down at the protrusion. “No one rides for free.” Jodi said as she pulled the knife out.
