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They had never moved. It could not be because of this human squinting at me. To procreate, the tentacles must unfurl for entrance into the depths of the female’s reproductive channel, but that did not happen to me.

“So… what are you?”

And then he groaned—a brief sound of surrender as he gave in. He took over the kiss, and his lips pulled at mine—sucking, biting, demanding entry.

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👻✖️👻. . . (F)Br with Twinsie CC . . .👻✖️👻

Let's get spooky...
I'll be the one on the left.

“It’s my favorite.” He grinned.

“I hate myself right now. I hate myself for hurting you like this after everything you’ve been through.”

“I feel like these two foods are a pretty accurate representation of the two of us. You’re caviar, by the way. And I’m the Cheetos.”
He took a bite. “I’m…overrated, obnoxious, and salty?”

🔸️⚜️🔸️. . . (F)BR with Loyda . . .🔸️⚜️🔸️

Let's get cosy with this one.
I'll be the one on the right.

I still may use parts of this memoir in hermetic sessions, but publication is to be deferred.

You should try to be a little nicer to me, Lolita. You should also watch your diet. The tour of your thigh, you know, should not exceed seventeen and a half inches. More might be fatal (I was kidding, of course). We are now setting out on a long happy journey.

If I close my eyes I see but an immobilized fraction of her, a cinematographic still, a sudden smooth nether loveliness, as with one knee up under her tartan skirt she sits tying her shoe.

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🌹🍎🌹 . . . (F)BR with Twinsie CC . . . 🌹🍎🌹

Curious about this one.
I'll be the one on the right.

“Gosh,” she says. “It is beautiful. What do you think it means?”

In the hall, Kate is consumed by conflicts. One Kate is excited and energized—feeling more alive than ever before. The other Kate is a jiggling mass of worries and uncertainties—more scared than ever before.

They are dressed in the strangest costumes he has ever seen. None has a proper tunic or robe. Women display their bodies most shamefully. Men are beardless with short hair. They clutch weird rectangular objects that reflect the sun into his eyes.

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🔹️🌿🔹️. . . (F)BR with Twinsie CC . . .🔹️🌿🔹️

Let's go back in time.
I'll be the one on the right.

“Good girl,” I growl. “Good fucking girl.”

I’m forced to watch her muscular ass cheeks jiggle as she runs. And, like the idiot I am, I can’t look away.

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💋 💚💋. . . (F)BR with Twinsie CC . . . 💋 💚💋

Let's steal mum's man lol!
I'll be the one on the left.

I would go anywhere as long as it was with him.

My fingers slid over his shoulders and threaded into his hair as his tongue delved deeper into my mouth.

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🔥😈🔥. . . (F)BR with Twinsie CC . . .🔥😈🔥

Let's meet the Devil and hope he's hot lol!
I'll be the one on the left.

“Get in the car before I fuck you again. Now!”

So eager when he strokes it with his thumb. The simple caress destroys my senses. Blinds all rational thought. I’m thinking vaguely how different they touch me when I cum.

They took a moment just looking at one another, and the exchange brought Colin peace.

The long huff coming from Taron’s wide nose reminded Colin of the sounds made by aroused bulls, and he wasn’t sure if that comparison excited or frightened him.

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🌿✖️🌿. . . (F)BR with Twinsie CC . . . 🌿✖️🌿

Let's get lost.
I'll be the one on the right.

There was an immense amount of business to be done, and people to take care of, but she relished the work. It was a quiet life, an important one.

Nora was ignoring him entirely, fascinated, as she watched women walk down the street in fashions that Nora had only seen on Lady Bell. Not even the fine ladies back in Edinburgh had carried themselves with such confidence.

When I take her mouth in a passionate kiss, she doesn’t have to say the word.