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Chapter 6 by The Doctor The Doctor

What's next?

Well, waiting to go again?

The voice is hoarse and rough like a smoker’s. You don’t care. As long as he destroys that pussy, you don’t give a… well, you don’t mind.

You can feel his hands pull your clothing down and suddenly you feel that cock slide in. It’s… small. Very small. WTF?

Wait. Is that his belly smacking against your tight butt? You suddenly realize there is a mirror on the ceiling… and ewwww. The guy is a 50-something fat slob with a tiny dick. He’s never going to satisfy your need to get well fucked and WAIT WAIT WAIT. He’s not wearing a condom.

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