Burst into tears
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You start to cry, but not because you’re afraid or disgusted. You’ve fucked the Madame plenty of times, and you know what gets her off. Crying is one of them. You should probably wonder why it is that the sight of emotional suffering makes her horny, but you don’t. | You start to cry, but not because you’re afraid or disgusted. You’ve fucked the Madame plenty of times, and you know what gets her off. Crying is one of them. You should probably wonder why it is that the sight of emotional suffering makes her horny, but you don’t. | ||
| - | The Madame shudders. “Oh | + | The Madame shudders. “Oh God,” she moans. “You know me inside and out, don’t you, baby?” |
| - | The Madame releases your cock, grabs your hand, and leads you to her room. The room reflects her redneck sensibilities: tacky clothes are sprawled everywhere, a large confederate flag is hung on the wall over her leopard print bed, | + | The Madame releases your cock, grabs your hand, and leads you to her room. The room reflects her redneck sensibilities: tacky clothes are sprawled everywhere, a large confederate flag is hung on the wall over her leopard print bed, and beer cans, cigarettes, and joints occupy the top of her bureaus and TV. |
| - | The Madame lies back on her bed and trails a sole finger up and down her taut, sexy stomach. “What would the gentleman like to order?” | + | The Madame lies back on her bed and trails a sole finger up and down her taut, sexy stomach. “What would the gentleman like to order?” she purrs. |
| - | *[[Jump on top of | + | Do you: |
| - | *[[Have | + | *[[Jump on top of the Madame]] |
| - | *[[Blow | + | *[[Have the Madame blow you]] |
| + | *[[Blow the Madame]] | ||
| + | {{SexRompStatus|Location=''[[The Trailer Park]]:[[The Madame's Room]]''|Health=Horny|MP=0|Level=1}} | ||
| + | [[Category: Smutty Sex Romp]] | ||
Current revision as of 02:57, 10 May 2009
You start to cry, but not because you’re afraid or disgusted. You’ve fucked the Madame plenty of times, and you know what gets her off. Crying is one of them. You should probably wonder why it is that the sight of emotional suffering makes her horny, but you don’t.
The Madame shudders. “Oh God,” she moans. “You know me inside and out, don’t you, baby?”
The Madame releases your cock, grabs your hand, and leads you to her room. The room reflects her redneck sensibilities: tacky clothes are sprawled everywhere, a large confederate flag is hung on the wall over her leopard print bed, and beer cans, cigarettes, and joints occupy the top of her bureaus and TV.
The Madame lies back on her bed and trails a sole finger up and down her taut, sexy stomach. “What would the gentleman like to order?” she purrs.
Do you:
| Status | ||
| Health | Horny | Location: |
| MP | 0 | |
| Level | 1 | |
