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……..I have a feeling Pyro should not be around children.

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marryingmarymagdalene:

50 Shades of Pumkin
Dedicated to my friend Pedro who came up with the idea

I remember the day he walked in. That stunning man…

His skin wore a faint orange coat. Arms and legs extended from his beautiful hard skin. I remember him walking up to my cafe from afar…

I remember the first words he said to me.

“I’m very hungry.”

And you could bet he was. He walked in and sat down in front of me. He was stern, and straightforward. Ordering whatever he wanted without his own mental resistance. He ignored that social norms…it was very sexy.

He first asked me for the salt. I handed it to him and before I could ask what he wanted to put it on, he ate the whole bottle. I was astounded at his ability to stomach the whole thing. I became immediately infatuated with his lumpy, adoring body.

“Give me the cheese.”

I handed over the cheese. He gobbled it down in one whole bite. He was just so arousing to me, I could barely contain the fluids in my vagina. Then just seemed to seep out. I went to the backroom and taped a glass to my vagina so the liquids wouldn’t drip onto the floor.

I went back. He was still there, starving as ever. I could only wonder what he could ask for next, hoping he’d say me.

“Give me the juice.”

I handed over the juice. He drank it of course, drinking every last drop into his large, gaping mouth. I could only imagine him eating me out, and I leaked some more.

“Give me the butter.”

The way he said it…give me the butter. It was so sensual, so…horny. I handed him the butter and another gulp filled my ears. I moaned loudly and just stared at me.

I apologized, and then I asked him if he wanted anything else. He gave me a smirk. I only blinked.

“Give me the water.”

I looked around the counter. No water to be found. Then I remember…

“You mean…this water?”

I pulled off the glass that was taped to my crotch. It was almost full to the ridge. He took the glass from me and swallowed every last drop.

I was so aroused, I was fingering myself right in front of him.

“A-Anything…e-else?!”

He looked me dead in my bedroom eyes. He proceeded to slowly look down, to my breasts with my nipples rock hard, then to my hand.

“Give me vagina.”

I almost orgasmed then. I placed my ass onto the counter and large slurps echoed in the cafe.

He licked me out furiously. I could feel myself wetting into his mouth and he gulped every last bit of juice I could leak. I eventually felt the need to pee and I tried to squirm off and tell him but he refused.

“I need to piss!” I screamed.

“Give me the pee.”

I peed. Right then and there. Right into his mouth. He didn’t spit it out, he swallowed every last drop. I had a large orgasm right then and there. It splattered onto his face and his arms and he was dripping wet with my fluids.

I climbed off the counter. I was breathing heavily, and he still sat there was that same face. So hot, so stoic.

“Y’know, that wasn’t too bad.”

He got up and left.

And I didn’t need payment.

He already gave it to me.