All the Things I Hate About Smut Written into a Piece of Smut

Absolutely brilliant!

The Ochre Muse

His sadistic, throbbing, pussy-loving tongue slowly, throbbingly circles her clit which pulses sensually like a snake in a pool of hyacinths—a sensual snake that’s sadistic, obviously. He tortures her

Sadistically!!!!!!!!!

Sensually.

Sloo

OOO

owly.

Until she begs PLEAAASE DADDY PLEAAASE LET ME CUM.

Her lips tremble like an epileptic in a brown snakey mud pit, and he smiles (sadistically again, obviously).

(Continued below)

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“Open wide, my little peach,” he murmurs in a murmuring, gruff murmur that sounds like stars floating

fervently,
grotesquely,
passionately

through a galaxy of passion; throbbing passion.

His fervent fingers are tangled in her flowing hair.

She sighs, “Je te deteste, papa!’
“Niña mala,” he barks.
“Que!” she nods, for she forgot that French was sexier than Spanish, but not that ‘for’ was sexier than ‘because’.

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