Cum Cult 1
"Hey?" she asks.
You sink into her alluring, auburn eyes, an abyss that washes away all meaning of time and space. Your only reference point in all the universe is a terrifyingly singular attraction to the woman before you.
There's no restaurant. No coffee date. Not a single thought in your measly, horned-up brain beyond the insatiable need to fuck.
"Yeah?" you manage to choke back, cheeks warming from embarrassment, even as the majority of your body's blood travels much, much lower.
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