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!u.j5JPjwHM 05/28/11(Sat)15:29 No.26332008
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Oh come now, we know you'd be perfectly okay with that. And you know what if she were to whore herself out, she'd do it with class.
Trixie would pin you down in the bed in her cart. The lights dim, leaving only a blue glow from her horn. You watch, nervously, as she takes off her hat, followed by her long, purple cape. Her eyes seem to sparkle through the darkness; you find your gaze glued to that alluring smile of hers.
Her lips meet your forehead, leaving the mark of her sparkling blue lipstick. That alone gets you rock hard and you squirm in the bed, both from arousal and nervousness. "Relax, my little admirer..." she murmurs into your ear, as you feel the tingle of rope wrapping themselves around your ankles and wrists. The more you look into her eyes, the more difficult it becomes to think... you're falling for some black magic, and your arousal's only encouraging you to fall even further. "Let the Great and Powerful Trixie show you how it's done..."
About an hour later, you're pretty sure you gave her your entire wallet as a tip. |
