Raven's Plaything 5: Sunday Evening
That was— kind of sad actually. I mean, I don't expect you to be as good as me, but you could at least seem a little more into it. Maybe you aren't the whore I thought you were. Maybe I should just end our little playdate right now, before the BIG FINISH.
What? You want me to stay? You are a whore? Convince me. Tell me what a filthy little whore you are. Tell me all the dirty, nasty things you want me to do to you. Five minutes ought to do it. No touching!
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