A Simple Card Game Leads To A Deep, Messy Creampie

Well, I do… because I have them all the time! Okxxx Panicking, I fought to break free, but the hand that had taken hold of me refused to let go. Then the fucking began. I’m not quite sure how it happened. But that wasn’t enough for this starving nymphomaniac. It was a bright shade of pink and the perfect size for what she had planned. She didn’t even seem to be alive. I stayed there for a moment, struggling to catch my breath. The woman staring back at me still had the same appearance, yet her posture seemed off. Author’s Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content.