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Who tf has a folder like that with notes? Wtf?

Fuck. I hadn’t accidentally uploaded my curated folder of beautiful twinks to the work drive… had I? I kept pics in there, along with notes on the ones I’d already had and the new potentials I was eyeing to share my bed until I got bored with them.

“That’s it, baby.” I pushed so far down his throat he gagged. I loved doing that more than I should have. Tears streamed down his face. “Come on, you can do it. Relax your throat and swallow around me. There—that’s fucking perfect. You’re doing well, baby. I’m so fucking proud of you.”

“Look at you,” I grunted, opening my eyes. He was beautiful with his flushed face, his lips spread around my cock, swollen from sucking and looking deliciously pink. “I own this mouth now, Wren. This perfect mouth made for my cock.”

I pushed his hand away, grabbed a pillow, and stuffed it beneath his head. “Show me what a good little slut you can be for me.” I pulled out. He widened his lips, and I thrust into his mouth. My tip touched his tonsils, and he gagged. “Come on. Relax that throat for me,” I cooed. “That’s it. You’re doing so good, baby.”

it's not clicking for me

Very sassy… not in the mood

Oh, Wren, you stubborn lil thing.

Yep, that was hot.

“He said yes. To a date. He just didn’t realize it.” LMAOOO Maxim.

Late to his first day of work. Tsk tsk.

I will always eat up a mafia romance.