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83: His true desires
*Casper*
I have been walking around with that card for a couple of days, taking it out, turning it my hand, wondering if I should throw it out. Only thing on it is a phone number and a name... Pusscat.
At first I felt nauseated by the gaze Pusscat had sent me. Well not so much the gaze itself, but what it had made me feel when our eyes met. The fireflies in my stomach have gone crazy every time I thought about what those eyes had promised me.
Up until now it had just been my own secret perversion, watching men have sex with each other online, but now I have started fantasising about doing it. Fuck it’s so nasty. It’s one thing sitting at home watching men go at it while I play with myself, but like trying it ? No no, just because I have tons of
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