Going Home

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“Ahh~ that was close,” I mutter while sighing to myself. Right now, I am walking on the familiar streets on my way home from the train station. I totally forgot that the Beast’s scent skill is lifted off from the women on the coach other than the policewoman. I think they must have heard her moans (or a single moan) and guessed what was going on inside the washroom. Luckily, the train was stopped at a station at that time. I dressed the policewoman up quickly without even cleaning up the leaking out c*m from her p***y and ran out from the coach to the station while pushing away everyone who was trying to catch me. “Twenty minutes… twenty f*****g minutes got wasted,” I speak frustratingly. Even though (to my shame) I prematurely ejaculated, I still could have earned some mor

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