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Choke 2: A Very Short Novel by Corellion

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I dipped my dripping teet into the pink hole of Pussy. The white fluid within was warm. I felt it pulse beneath my palm and sweat clung to my brow. Indeed, I felt the milk slip through the shiny bulb's single eye and trickle into the short hair just above her yawning hole. I knew from that glazed look in her eye she wanted more. She had her first taste of my delicious cream, and she would never relent until I gave up every drop to her. Finally, spent, I withdrew from her clutches and poured a glass of bourbon. I, Victor Mancini, was a changed man since I got my vetenarian's degree.


P.S. Sorry but I wanted to ever since Clev's comparison between erotica and Dan Brown.