Chapter Thirty-4

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“You see, I absolutely love to fist-f**k people. I got started on my half-sister’s husband, our captive housemaid and family Slut-boy back home. I’d evilly d**k-tease him for hours, until he was absolutely crazy with lust, and then instead of letting him come I’d roll him over, tie him open and viciously fist him: just punching my arm up his ass. But as fun as that is, it’s kind of hard to get your own hips involved, and work yourself into an orgasm in the process. So finally I made this thing, and now I can wear my fist like a c**k, and punch with my legs and butt and back, which are much stronger than my arms anyways. That way I can fist a slut to death and still have orgasms galore!” Laughing delightedly at Slut-boy’s terror, Andi strutted around his body until she was once again stan

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