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Pullout Couch 2
🕑 Added 2022-06-17 16:53:29 +0000 UTCI was on him, something grabbed me by the waist and pulled me close to his head. his arms were still behind his head? I remained still, hoping he would fall back asleep. looking at his chest. what a chest.
the pressure around my waist grew, as I got pulled in closer to his gut. I felt his stomach widen as my own pressed into his. Was I really this much smaller than him? It hadn't seemed like that before. Do I have a hard-on?
Slowly, his brows furrowed and his eyes opened. his lips curled back showing his teeth. a breathe escaped from his maw, but his fangs remained clenched. his eyelids fluttered a bit. His pupils rolled down from the top of his head.
Our eyes locked. his lips curled into a grimace.
