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Knock, knock. XXX “HEEEEEELP!”
“Quiet down, kid,” Bull said, getting up and off the bed then walking
around towards Calvin’s upper body. “Taste with the tip of your tongue only,” he
said. Another feminine voice emerged, this one crisper. Lots of fever, saying a lotta
shit too. “That’s where I sleep”, he said, pointing to the other room at
the end of the hallway. Nice one, kid,” Bull congratulated as
Calvin entered the kitchen. “so
you’re awake! “Now grab here and suck it,” he added, pointing to the base where
Calvin were supposed to hold. He still his mouth
full, pressed the jockstrap with his tongue against the palate and
still felt the bitter and sour tones. Things got weird fast
on his first day awake in confinement, but oddly enough they weren’t
as bad as they could be, even after Calvin actively
