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By the end of the night, I was a cum-covered, smiling mess on the antique rug.
But this was only the first night.
The next would be Victorian. Then Ancient Rome. Then a dark Medieval fantasy.
Each era would bring new men, new ways to use me, new ways to break me.
And I couldn’t wait.
As I lay there, covered in cum, Sarah knelt beside me and whispered:
“The deeper you go, the harder it becomes to come back, Lila.”
I smiled up at her, my eyes hazy with lust.
“I don’t want to come back.”
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