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"How long, Colin?" My voice comes out as a growl. I look into his face. No remorse, just shock. Son-of-a-...
"HOW LONG COLIN?!" My voice is an echo in this space.
He stares at me, speechless. His mouth opens and closes like a fish. He looks ridiculous, standing in the middle of the room with his now flaccid ding dong swinging back and forth. I look at it in disgust, embarrassed at having taken any pleasure from it. It's still wet from her juices and it nauseates me.
I narrow my eyes at him. "Cat got your tongue? I mean I'm sure it's tired with all the work you've been paid to do tonight."
I ignore his open mouthed stare and bend over sideways and give his d**k a brief inspection. Has it always been this small?!
Oh damn. I can't stop the smirk that tugs at the corners of
