You feel yourself leave the table. “ That's right, look at me, hm?” you then feel yourself lower as you travel.” what? Oh no!”
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Zeo was tired and exhausted. The party ran into an especially fierce group of raiders on the way back from their last campaign. They manage to drive them off after an hour of battle. By the time he reached the inn, he didn't even have the energy to remove the speck from his finger. Then the itch manifested itself.” dang it!”. He reached into his pants with his hand and went to work.
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You see your fate come closer and closer.” No no no no!” you instinctually cling to the oily furry digit. You had no escape from what waited for you. You pray for salvation. but as the strong musk rises up your destiny has arrived as Zeo pushes you through the band of his pants, to scratch the itch on his …
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