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Sir Wang sat straight, his back supported by the headboard of the bed, while his palm rested behind my head, gripping my hair ever so slightly. The atmosphere was charged with tension, a palpable sense of anticipation hanging in the air like a thick fog.
"Ever sucked a d!€k?" he asked bluntly, his...
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