
Vermilioncore
a story of suffering and affliction
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At my old job back in the day these sluts in the kitchen all gathered around me like it was story time and they started asking me prying questions and said asked many races of girls I’ve fucked so far. Then I started getting shy and stood there in the corner and the other slut started playing with my hair and said “you got such beautiful hair. ___ has a crush on you” (the front desk slut)
It felt good to be the center of attention and get all these sluts wet for me. I think like 5 different sluts had crushes on me at that job. It felt like a reality show. I had to choose only one and the rest all fought for me
It felt good to be the center of attention and get all these sluts wet for me. I think like 5 different sluts had crushes on me at that job. It felt like a reality show. I had to choose only one and the rest all fought for me