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You're sucking him desperately and soon enough he shoots his load down your throat. You've been neglecting him lately and now there's more than you're used to. You swallow in large gulps while some of it sputters out down his shaft and onto his balls. After he's finished, you lap up the ropes of cum that had fallen and lick your lips clean.

Jake's still asleep. And satisfied, his cock turns limp. You're looking down at him in sudden dismay.

Your stomach's full but your cunt is aching. You should've ridden him when you had the chance! Slumping down into your space next him, you ponder your options. You could sneak out and go knock on 217. You've seen the asshole who lives there bringing a different woman home every weekend. He's pretty cliche but you can imagine the skills he must have...

Slipping your fingers into your wet folds, you imagine just that. You don't know the guy's name, but you've heard various fake names being called out in orgasm as you walk past his door. You've crossed paths in the elevator once or twice and you've offered him nothing but a dirty look. He knows you don't like him. It must make him want to ram you even more.

With three fingers pumping you and 217's dick on your mind, you manage to bring yourself to climax. And it's just enough satisfaction for you to get some sleep.

When you wake up, Jake is already gone, oblivious to how nice you were to him.

Tossing over in bed, you keep rubbing your legs together, restless and still unrelieved, getting sweaty. You lie there frustrated, wondering just how strong that sex potion really was, and how long it'll last.

The way you see, right now you only have one option:

*[[Go take a shower, you're sticky]]

Or... you could...

*[[Take your favorite rabbit for a ride]]

And maybe call Jake during. Or even...

*[[Go visit Jake at work]]


[[Category: Carnival Fuck]]