The Full Anal Experience

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He’s younger than me, with a chiseled jawline and a confident air about him. No senior citizen discount today. “A spark that can’t be taught, only awakened.” She takes a step closer to me, her wings fluttering slightly as she moves. “A spark that can’t be taught, only awakened.” She takes a step closer to me, her wings fluttering slightly as she moves. “But I can’t,” she says. “It’s on the house,” she says, her voice dropping to a whisper. It’s Angela.”

“I want to share my power with her, to make her into something more, something greater. I watch, mesmerized, as she spins around the pole, her silver bikini glinting in the spotlight. “And if I refuse?” I ask, my voice barely above a whisper. She’s even more stunning up close, with a subtle sheen to her skin that catches the dim light of the stage. Or would I be forever lost to the void, a slave to the whims of a being I barely understand? I don’t mind,” she says. But instead of Angela, there is a buxom redhead all dressed in a leather corset sitting in

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