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Fang Alley 2
My cock was practically begging for release, after having ridden and drained my first meal of the night. Now I yearned to do the breaking and riding. I may even let this one keep his life. Not. He rounded the corner, not even knowing why he did. He was sober, unlike the first - a rough, tattooed, muscular Latin boy of 24. This one couldn't have been older than 17. He was a very slender emo twink. Like me, he was pale. But where golden hair draped my shoulders, he had short and...