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best ti Python and stayed ho it, really; he’s usually so busy But he showed up during the ht,” he told rin
As I was preparing s and fished out a racy red lace thong, adress, the hemline just aboveclassier… I wanted it to be a big reveal
He prepared a h his private wine cellar I don’t even want to think about the price of the Cabernet Sauvignon we popped open We finished the bottle by the balcony, taking in the sight of New York, the city sprawling with its bright streets and never-ending tur by his side, I really felt at home… And, let me tell you, I haven’t felt like that in years
“Fuck lass down He didn’t even say a word; he just pulledme as he squeezed my ass I ended up with , my torn dress at my feet as Austin pounded into me I came twice like that, and then we moved inside the apartment; I went on all fours on top of his couch and he drilled me until I came twice more When he finally came, he almost drowned me in his cum Seriously
Okay, look, I’ it as it is Sorry if I’etof Austin and his twelve-inch python-sized cock
But, yeah, there’s also trouble in paradise And trouble has a name: Lester Vicks
Twenty-four
That’s how , Lester’s name plastered on the screen Austin wasn’t hoht
“This is it, Destiny,” he said, and I could notice that he was slurring his speech He was drunk, but I could still tell that he was serious “You seem you still haven’t learned your lesson You either sit your ass in front of oes up in flaet the chance to hang up on him No, he did it first, and that hen I realized Lester was preparing to take things to a whole new level
I still haven’t told Austin about Lester’s threats, but I’ to have to do it soon And what then? No idea, honestly But I don’t think that Austin will be able to keep his secrets froer… It’s not that I don’t trust hiled now that I just need to know if there’s a way out of this mess that we’re in
Five
That’s howto change things forever And when I say five, I mean fiveat the s from the shock, to be honest