#ofspookytaleisms

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          “ i don’t wanna sound rude, but boy! did that ass come from heaven? ”  marco, already very drunk, approached the man one of his friends said name was tristan. hoping the man was a whore and would accept his very invasive attempts. he, taking advantage the other was bent over the balcony, talking to someone, hold the taller’s hips and started rubbing himself against the apparently holy ass. “ or better, from hell, that’s why it is so hot? ”  the drug dealer couldn’t help but smirked, proud of his pun.

          “ pl-please, i- killian, i need your help! ”  he cried out, his legs weak, his pants so damn tight, especially in his crotch area. this was cody’s first heat and, just like chad took care of charlie’s first heat, christopher was supposed to take care of his. his younger brother (by some seconds) had his first heat almost a year before, but, for some reason, his was starting right now. and, it probably was even stronger than first heats usually are. and he wasn’t expecting to get so damn needy to an alpha’s meat when he was wandering around the city in his bike. at first, he started to push his butt against the bike’s seat, but that wasn’t enough. he needed a cock, a real cock, deep inside of him. and there he was, begging for the man.  “ i’m on my heat! please, i need help! ”     /     @ofspookytaleisms .

[Text: Charlie ] Go take a shower, kit!

[text: ???] Thank you. I mean you’re welcome to send more, but uh, wrong number.