I could taste his piss and it wasn’t as bad as I had imagined, maybe a little of a salty and bland taste, probably a little like the beer itself. I ...wallowed as fast as I could. Bill must have been holding back a little since I was able to keep up with the flow without spilling it on my clothes. The flow lasted for about a minute, and then it ended. I can’t say that this was my favorite thing to do, but what I liked most was feeling the heavy flow of his fluids into my mouth, and I found myself. Seek and not find. Not there…perhaps here though. Not that I care. Sate your unsophisticated, immature, unrefined lust elsewhere. I care not. Picking back up my quill, I jab it into the ragged wound on my arm and begin to write. Valentines day? Oh, what a waste of time and breath. Bringing dead flowers to one still living in hopes of making her cunt randy enough she might give up her modest airs and admit to herself her own lustful wish to be fucked. How avant garde. You need only bring a huge. More

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