This entry is dedicated to
blue_aardvark . You want smut, you got it.
It was Saturday night and I had been sipping menage a trois red wine, smoking, meditating on the couch bemused by the figure that is Rose, just opposite my couch, looking at each-other; our phones, each-other, our phones, each-other, puff-puff, take a sip. We had just made out
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