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First published December 1, 2014


"I ask you to choose me. Then, when you leave here I will be by your side, and when we return . . . You will be mine. Always."
His asshole winked out, all come hither like. Naturally, I came yon. I smacked the head of my cock against his waiting port. Down dripped Purell. In slid my prick.
What was it about the holidays in London that made everyone so miserable?
Their house stood on a clearing at the end of a “road” that was even more narrow than the one where we nearly killed the moose.
What was it about the holidays in London that made everyone so miserable?