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I reclined into a more comfortable position and she crawled over to me on all fours like a jungle cat with cornered prey. The instructions were printed on material akin to rice paper and damn near required a microscope to read. Slowly, I assumed a sitting position and rearranged my butt to keep from getting poked. “Haven’t you ever heard about dignity and respect?” I reached the brunette, and threw a lip lock on her as her eyes shot open and her body tensed. She shrieked and pumped her hips frantically, her tight grip on my now rapidly thinning hair the only bulwark to being thrown free. Between gasping for air and protecting my gonads from being rammed into the marble floor, I was being bathed in enough orgasmic ejaculate to float a battleship. “Stop that!” I was not into S & M, and I think she got the message as I grabbed the offending weapon and threatened to return the favor. “Greetings,”It murmured in a demure feminine voice
“Hi,” I returned meekly, my embarrassment evident. A doe quietly munched on a tall clump of grass a
