Pacts Gods and FamilyChapter 32
So, there I was, in the middle of eating the dessert of Baked Alaska, while Chloe and Zoe, twins from the adult boutique, were busily sucking my cock under the table. They had both decided that their supper was going to be liquid that night, part of some temporary, high-protein “cum diet” or whatever. I wasn’t entirely convinced that people could normally survive solely off semen, even God’s jizz, but I humored them for now, knowing that if they truly got famished, they’d let me know. “So,...