"OHH YEAH, ohh yeah!" Alyssa screams, "Do it some more tempest!", she screams again. I start thrusting harder, "do you have protection?" "Who needs protection, I'm a proffesional." I say taking a sip of my Mountain Dew and smoking my weed. My wii remote is going so fast, I'm trying to beat the champion in a fencing match on wii sports resorts. I don't have my arm loop around my wrist because no professional needs protection.
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50 shades of Tempest, mmm
FanfictionTempest is getting a bit kinky with his girlfriend, Alyssa. She invites him over for a "play date"
