π The Life of Transgressing (Part 10)
The rain was pouring worse than in cheap romantic novels, and the only thing that felt was pouring...
Read MoreThe rain was pouring worse than in cheap romantic novels, and the only thing that felt was pouring...
Read MoreIt’s actually really funny how boring my day off was because Hamza doesn’t know how to...
Read MoreAfter a very enjoyable night came a rough morning. With such a late night, I slept through the...
Read MoreAs soon as I sat in Hamzas car, I asked him why is he doing this, to which he stayed in silence,...
Read MoreIt’s hard to say that all of this happening didn’t make me think of Samer and Hassan....
Read MoreAs I just got mouthfucked by Mohammad, I rushed home to prepare everything for him. I wanted it to...
Read MoreA couple of days have passed and during this time I had received zero messages from Mohammad, zero...
Read MoreThe next day I was working the late shift again and it was a sausage fest, as per usual. Not...
Read MoreWith the experience from yesterday I was feeling like a sexual creature. Anonymity gave me that...
Read More“What the fuck am I doing?” – I was feeling so nervous and yet so damn horny. As...
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