TPM: What? No way!
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| - | Your eyes widen reflexively with shock. Do what?! The painful heat of the fusing rod heightens as Watto scowls. "I won't ask again slave. Either you lick my seed off this | + | Your eyes widen reflexively with shock. Do what?! The painful heat of the fusing rod heightens as Watto scowls. "I won't ask again, slave. Either you lick my seed off this wretch's face or you lose an ear..." |
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| + | Your mother kneels down and gets on all fours, her face inches from yours. "It's okay, Annie," she whispers with a hollow sadness. "You can do this. Don't worry about me. We can do this..." | ||
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| + | You look into her big watery eyes, at the slowly oozing sperm on her lips and cheeks. The smell is musky and awful, a perversion of the sacred smell of your mom mixed with sex and lust...<br><br> | ||
[[TPM: You don't have a choice...you close your eyes and do it.]] | [[TPM: You don't have a choice...you close your eyes and do it.]] | ||
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Revision as of 13:25, 23 April 2009
Your eyes widen reflexively with shock. Do what?! The painful heat of the fusing rod heightens as Watto scowls. "I won't ask again, slave. Either you lick my seed off this wretch's face or you lose an ear..."
Your mother kneels down and gets on all fours, her face inches from yours. "It's okay, Annie," she whispers with a hollow sadness. "You can do this. Don't worry about me. We can do this..."
You look into her big watery eyes, at the slowly oozing sperm on her lips and cheeks. The smell is musky and awful, a perversion of the sacred smell of your mom mixed with sex and lust...
TPM: You don't have a choice...you close your eyes and do it.
