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I Paid My Rent on His Cock (2)

Author: Moon
last update publish date: 2026-10-15 22:19:09

The text came at 6:03.

Downstairs. Now. No panties. Door unlocked.

I was already wet. I’d spent the last two days clenching around the memory of him and leaking into every pair of underwear I owned until I stopped wearing them. I unlocked the door, pulled my shorts off, and waited on the couch exactly where he’d bent me last time. When he walked in he locked it behind him and looked at the shine on my thighs.

“Three days and you’re still dripping. Good. On your knees first. I’m taking the start
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