The next day dragged like slow torture. Every minute at work my mind was stuck on Lena β her piss running down her tits, her throat squeezing my cock, the way her green eyes turned black when she said βtomorrow I break you deeper.β My dick stayed half-hard all day, leaking into my boxers, balls heavy and sore from holding back.
Her text came at 6 PM:




















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