01-01-2017, 09:19 PM
As if defloring th3 butler, a slow trickle of blood flowed down of Orwin's bottom. He had torn from the rough intrusion. In his anger, the lord had started slamming deep into the butler. "You are biting down on me so tightly. Almost as if welcoming me. Your inner carrier gene must be yearning for this for too long, waiting for so long to conceive." Not far in front, there's at least 2 bottles of empty whiskey bottles. The alcohol had fueled the lord's anger making him doing outrageous things against his normal mind.
