What's next?
Run out!
You dash out of the room and run for it. The corridor blurs past and suddenly you’re in a street. Where is that? Africa? Jamaica? Some place in America you never suspected existed? Guys undress you with their eyes, as motorbikes drive around you at high speeds. You’re dizzy with stress and horror. And you also realize you are aroused by every guy you see. You’re literally dripping wet and you’re already fighting the urge to let any of these guys take you to their crib and fuck that tight ass and pussy…
Where are you? What should you do?
Where are you???
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