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She was fastening something around her neck—a gold choker. And I had just finished paying a visit to my favorite librarian, my dick still wet with her pussy. The Devil’s Pact, The Ghost of Paris
by mypenname3000
edited by Master Ken
Copyright 2014
Chapter Twelve: Afternoon At the Park
Notes: Credit goes to PeacelovingXXX for the story behind this chapter. Only took me five minutes of walking down the street to get your attention.”
More men were entering the square.
