Flash Fiction

Pleasured By A Male Stripper At My Bachelorette Party

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I haven’t seen such a huge cock before. The way it dangles as he walks, and sways his hips, my eyes yearn to look at him day in and day out. I sat in the chair, my hands and legs tied, as I saw him approaching.

It was my bachelorette party, and my horny friends called a male stripper. I wasn’t in the mood to party, but…

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I'm A.J Shaikh, a moron and a writer. I like writing about Business, Relationships, Men, Romance, Sex & Dating.

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A.J SHAIKH

A.J SHAIKH

I'm A.J Shaikh, a moron and a writer. I like writing about Business, Relationships, Men, Romance, Sex & Dating.

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