I love it when you little bitches drink my piss!”
Every time I swallowed, my mouth closed, the urine running down my neck to my tiny breasts and belly. She loves you, 24, and misses you.”
“A gift,” she rasped, then a dark, almost hysterical chuckle. Porn “Oh, Gods, yes!”
We came together. It seemed there was some figure moving about, brushing me, disturbing the air more than simple drafts. It was such an intoxicating feeling. “And…” I swallowed. I want you to savor every last drop of your reward.”
Trembling, I did as I was told. I started sketching her. You capture self-pity perfectly. I never let go of her. “In here I’m Emine.”
“That’s a beautiful name.”
She reached out and grabbed the present from the nightstand.
