Laying naked, spell-bound, following a torrid evening of drug-infused, sexo-erotic debauchery; legs splayed seductively wide, nursing an abused, semi-erect, though mercilessly cum-drained phallus that, forsaking its true, pre-ordained creationist purpose; rejoicing for having participated in this living human experience that surpassed any expectation in heights of carnal, orgasmic pleasure otherwise deemed improbable though, obviously, quite physically capable of its realization.
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Aug
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