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    Instead of Kinktober (due to inconvenience), I present Kinkcember: in which the author tries and probably fails to follow the 2024 Kinktober prompts featuring Roman Roy from Succession

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    48
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  2. 24 Dec 2024

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  3. 21 Dec 2024

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  4. 14 Dec 2024

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  5. 13 Dec 2024

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  6. 11 Dec 2024

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  7. 09 Dec 2024

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    Roman laid down on her office couch, crossing his legs. “You just don’t wanna say you find me hot.” Ever fidgety, Roman leapt up from the couch and strode back over to Gerri’s desk. “Not even a little bit of you wants this?” He started unbuttoning the shiny flat metal buttons on the front of his pants, and–good God–-took out his cock, resting it on her desk.

    “Roman,” said Gerri, in a voice harsher than she normally used, “this is appalling. Do you really think this is the way to make me want to have sex with you? You’re a spoiled brat, far too used to getting everything you want!” She was genuinely pissed off, but there was a part of her–an awful, secret, animal part–that wanted to know how that dick would feel and taste. Roman, of course, whimpered at her words and took his cock in his hand and slowly stroked it, his leather gloves making the sight that much more arousi-er, disgusting.

    “So spoiled rotten you think that everyone wants to suck your dirty little cock. You think everyone wants you in their bed. Imagine how disappointed they’d be when they find out you couldn’t fuck a pocket pussy if you tried.” Roman growled deep in his throat, beginning to thrust into his hand. His eyes were closed shut, his pretty eyelids gleaming under the light, biting his lip. Gerri crossed her legs, clenching her thighs together. She would pretend not to be turned on by this. “Absolutely revolting. Dressing up all in leather for me and you think it’ll make me drop my panties. Pathetic.” Roman started loudly whimpering, repeated little high-pitched breaths, desperately fucking his hand. His ass looked so good as he rolled himself into his hand, nice and supple and taut. A shot of arousal swept through Gerri, and she shuddered. “Listen to yourself,” she whispered, trying to conceal it. “Nasty little slime puppy.”

  8. 03 Dec 2024

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