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Asian Sex Toy:

A Bondage Fantasy Gangbang



Seth Daniels

All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

Copyright © 2012 by Black Serpent Erotica

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ISBN: 978-1-62247-038-9

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I licked the edge of his cock, tasting the last drops of cum. It was a sweet taste and I loved how warm it was. At the back of my throat I could feel his semen dripping down as if it was a living substance. There was that tingle as I felt that soft touch of a thousand sperms swimming down to their death. Morbid, yes, but intensely gratifying as well. It was a sensation I craved for. The taste of warm cum was something I doubted I would ever get tired of and it turned me into an insatiable slut always begging for more of it. Luckily my boyfriend was never one to deny me when I hungered.

I was a very good toy, of that I was very sure. I was pure Southeast Asian with a petite body no taller than five feet two. With a very small, delicate form and milk-white skin I knew I was a prized doll. He was over a foot taller than me and very huge so that I looked like a paper doll beside him yet it was that very image that turned him on. Every man craved to fuck a young girl and I was the epitome of a man’s desires. With my racial traits I would always look much younger than I really was. I wouldn’t say I am drop-dead gorgeous but at least I could boast that I always had onlookers wherever I went.

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