>>42357135
>Her lips parted as they met yours.
Nice.

>She pulled out, letting her freaky long tongue hang free as she stared at you with her slit eyes.
Sickening, but tell me more.

>And she didn’t spill any!
Yet.

>“Um, where’s Sassy? Is she OK?”
She's the meatballs, isn't she?

>She chugged the rest of her wine in one go.
Someone's raging to go.

>What would you like to do?
Give her space and be cordial. You know. Don't spill the nuggies.

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