Ain’t Too Proud to Beg
A man is sitting on a red armchair. Bare-torsoed, he is wearing only a pair of dress pants and socks. He crosses his feet alternately, right over left, then left over right. He stretches his arms...
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How can we fold 1000 cranes and let the wind blow them to where they belong, flying, fleeting to their destination? You bumped into me again today, your hand rubbing on my wrist. I swallowed the drying...
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Just like last time and the time before that, after he had wiped off the cum from his pants, he rushed out the door; one thing was different though: this time, he didn’t bother to pretend to be sad...
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