Chapter Eight-3

2001 Words

“Stop the pain. Please let it up. You’re ripping my arms from their sockets.” “It can’t be that bad. Don’t you want to blow just one more time,” she said as she toyed with me. She pulled the ring up as hard as she could with one hand and started to jerk me off with the other. She squeezed down hard and rubbed my shaft up and down from top to bottom. Harder and harder, faster and faster. She was rubbing me raw as she continued her mission. Again my balls responded. Just like clock work, I was ready to blow. She took me right to the brink. “You know the price. You know that nothing comes cheap. There’s always a cost. And I know that you’re willing to pay it, aren’t you? You want more. You want to blow those little nuggets one more time. ‘Cause once my sister gets home she’ll keep that lit

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