Chapter 115 CUMQUEEN OF THE FESTIVAL

Dark Muse 1.4k words

The private tent was smaller, hotter, and way more dangerous.

Only about fifteen people inside, but every single one of them looked ready to break me. No phones allowed this time. Just bodies, toys, and whatever they could find.

I walked in still leaking from the night before, legs shaky, fresh cum...

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