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Chapter 7 by Shibbar Shibbar

What do you do?

Stroke. Stroke. Stroke.

You keep jacking off. Martha slowly wobbles towards you, her steps unsure, like a toddlers.

"Wait... for... meeee..."

But you can't help it. Your balls swell, and together with that intoxicating mist, you let go. You gush a torrent of cum all over the carpet as you lean back, close your eyes, and mooooooan. The pleasure is nothing you've ever felt before, and you can't help but giggle. Any remaining thoughts you had went out of your body with that cum.

"NO! Wasted!" Martha gurgles, her eyes looking wild as drool drips from the corner of her lips. She jumps at you and swipes with her claw like nails.

Thankfully, the mist dulls the pain, and you don't feel much.

Game Over.

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