ìYou feel that big, hard cock in you?î I asked.ìYes!î panted the rakshasa. ìWant me to tear your throat out while you fuck me? You can die spilli...g your seed in me.îìTempting, î I said, ìbut I would prefer you kissing at my throat with those soft, human lips.îìNever!îìYou sure?î I asked. ìYour body’s moving like my cock being in you is the greatest thing in the world. That you just crave it. Want it. You’re just dripping for me to fuck it in and out of your cunt, aren’t you?îìYou’re delusional,. ”“Oh? How?”“Well the clue is you are not nude, not lying on your back, and not being ridden hard in the ‘how many times can I cum before I pass out’ competition.”“I see. Interesting competition.”“It is. I’ve always enjoyed entering, haha.”“And has that ever happened, your passing out from an excess of cumming?”“Nope, and I don’t ever want it to. I’ve a friend who had a boyfriend who bragged he could do that to her, so she looked it up. Oof, it’s a real thing all right, but it’s also a really. More than just an advertising and marketing ploy to ply his craft, a way for his customers to know what he was about, what he did, and what he could do for them, the name on his shingle and on his office door read, Dr. Valentine, doctor of romance and love. He would have chosen the name Dr. Cupid, but that name sounded too contrived, whereas Dr. Valentine could have been his real name, a name that coincidentally coincided with his hypnotic love craft. For sure, in the way that he found love, he. “My mother wouldn’t understand.”Agatha felt the pins and pricks of being discriminated against for something she had no control over. It was merely an extension of Ethyl discriminating against her too. She suddenly felt very lonely.“I have a confession to make.” It was out of her mouth before she realized it.“What?” asked Bobby.She had been about to blurt out her plan ... to tell him how she’d tried to destroy him. Her heart seized in her chest as she thought of being left alone in her cold.