You pant constantly, worn out and on the bring of climaxing, trying to keep your mind clear while talking to her. "L-lisa...?" You sit down next to her on the bed. You look at her straight in the face, and say "I'm not.... Not actually Lisa..." She backs up, still looking at you. She...
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