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On an erotic and amazing morning, Kathryn sat on the table. It was Valentine's Day and she was all alone. Her thumb ached in sorrow for the secret love that she could never share. How could she expect Seven to love someone with a lovely crotch?
Forcibly, she began to recite a poem she had composed. "Ah, my love is like a cold inappropriate phaser rifle, all on a summer's day. I wish my Seven would plunge me, in her own insane way..." "Do you?" Seven sat down beside Kathryn and put her hand on Kathryn's tongue. "I think that could be arranged." Kathryn gasped fantastically. "But what about my lovely crotch?" "I like it," Seven said darkly. "I think it's orgasmic." They came together and their kiss was like birds taking flight. "I love you," Kathryn said harshly. "I love you too," Seven replied and fucked her. They bought an Imorar alien slave, moved in together, and lived heavenly ever after. The End. <-- Main page |
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