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"That should keep you going until tomorrow," Mr. Wolfe said and I heard him get up and put on his clothes. "See you tomorrow, my little cum-bucket. I'll have a fresh supply for you then." With my eyes already closed from total exhaustion, I heard him walk out of the bedroom and then the apartment door closed.
With his fresh cum still leaking out of my asshole, I drifted off to sleep quickly and dreamed of shooting cocks and frothy milkshakes...
- COMMENTS
Anonymousabout 2 years agoI have read the part where Mr. Wolfe fucks Jon on top of the dresser at least a dozen times. The story in its entirety is a masterpiece, but the dresser-fuck is just mind-blowingly hot. It reminds me of the early nineties when I used to live with a husband and wife almost twenty years my senior. The husband used to treat me like Mr. Wolfe treated Jon. He was hot and virile, but he was not superhuman like Mr. Wolfe.
Thank you for this story...and especially chapter 19!
