Rat Loves Stain
Rat dragged the razor lightly over the inflated V at the apex of her open thighs. She was already hairless as a grape skin, and he was only pushing the droplets of water across her skin, playing with his own fascination. Her complexion made him think of butter melting. It was deep and creamy and almost had a synthetic quality, except for her being as human a thing as he’d ever known in this life. “I’m gonna miss you. Bad.” He was so intent it came off like he was talking to her pussy. He...