| When we last left the scene of our "Star Slut," she was engulfed with a different order of Flavor O'Day. She'd been pampered at a spa, gifted with delicious attire for the evening right down from a pedicure for the new slippers to undies and a bra-ette (which she was hardly used to wearing - 'specially the g-string!). The gent was one she'd been keeping an eye on at the local saloon for some time now. What a coincidence that he'd sublet the apartment of Stryker, an Air Force stud, who'd shared quite a night of sadistic delights with...moi. Just to make matters more interesting, Mr. Blue Eyes had decided to move in said apartment, while somebody was still deciding what a wonderful night it had been and what the fuck was I gonna do about getting back to The Shipwreck's parking lot to fetch my car! Again with the on/off, on/off and my hips were starting to twitch, enjoying the lovely sensations from within my hungry cunt. It had been several months (more tha...
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