Chapter 4 Our Dirty Souvenir Pic

Adewale Adedoyin 1.6k words

He was throbbing so heavily in my palm that I could feel his heartbeat pulsing through the thick, corded vein on his underside. A fat bead of heat had already welled at the tip, smearing a shiny trail across my thumb as I dragged it upward, testing the sheer weight...

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