Ragged breaths fill a darkened room as I stalk my favorite chatroom. Every Friday night, a different stranger. Files zipped. Button clicked. I'm hooked on the risk-wired right to my clit. "Tell me everything." ============== Alone in my bedroom, an unexpected rendezvous. Unzipped pics spill down the screen. Doesn't she know what they do to me? Unbridled lust. A faceless fuck. Gripping
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