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Chapter 14 by Coy-toy Coy-toy

Lube up or take your chances?

Lube up

Your body starts pressing against his finger, needing the sensation. “Lube... lube me please” You whimper out, so turned on by your situation you can’t control yourself.

“Right away ‘sir’” he laughs, emphasizing how un sir like your position is. He grabs a bottle from a nearby shelf and...

What does he use to lube you?

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