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He Turned Toward The
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Its head was larger around than a golf ball, of an attractive, violet hue, and appeared carved from dark, blemishless mahogany.

It pulsed, indicating the slow heartbeat or voluntary muscle clenchings of the man attached to it. The cock was slightly longer and thicker than that of my lover, Jack. Its color was a dark, chocolate brown from the base to the circumcision scar, where the color changed to a mottled purple and pink, as if the ile operation might have been performed recently.

Because of my recurring panic attacks during that time, I'd popped Percodan a painkiller every few hours to still their physical symptoms. With my face in line with the hole in the wall, my drugged mind prompted me for a moment to study the object in front of me. I looked at the video monitor on the wall through my drug-veiled eyes, and saw a frightened woman's face...my own. It was framed by my newly-dyed dark brown hair, pulled to the back of my head in a twist, which I'd had done just that morning while Frank had been out of town.



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