The best whore
You aren’t shy at all as you appear in my hallway, the door left purposely open for you, so as to avoid what I imagine to be the awkward moment of opening the front door to you.I’ve never been in this situation before and I’m not sure how it starts. But you know and all is well.After five or six polite words you grab my hair and manipulate my head to show me who has the control here. “I don’t have it and I never wanted it” I think to myself as you order me up the stairs still clutching a...
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