Chapter 147 STORY 41 - BEING HIS SLUTTY PLAYTHING (I)

I'm tired of gentle.

Tired of is this okay? every thirty seconds. Tired of slow, careful hands that touch me like I'm made of wet paper. Tired of missionary with eye contact and synchronized breathing and orgasms that feel like sighing when I want them to feel like being hit by a truck.

Liam is swee...

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