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Sylvie

I was perched by theinGravy Boat III,his wrinkly, loose skin with alarly slow, sexual licks that never failed to disturb me

"Cut it out, Gravy," I said, not taking my eyes from the

Any ht

For good e on my phone, which I'd checked a perfectly reasonable nu

"Out for delivery" Just like it had been saying since lunch

I gave the pile of books onall day jonesing for my delivery, I could've re-read an old favorite But this package wasn't just any book It was the book It was Moonlight Caravan, the Third Awakening I'd been waiting two years for Amy Clark to finally release the last installment of the series, and noas almost here

I let out a little squee of exciteorously His body wobbled from side to side with the force, and he punched at my hand to let me know to chill

"Relax," I said, still fixated on the city street belohere the delivery guy could appear at any moment "You're too sensitive"

Gravy Boat nantly, showed me his asshole, then sauntered to my bed

I saw hi "Don't do it, you little bastard"

He did it

With quickness he saved for naughty behavior, Gravy Boat took the front cover of one of ed it under my bed

I was in thewhacked repeatedly by hairless little paws under the bed when the knock came at my door