Blood

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"P-Patrick don't stop~~!" You yelled as you threw your head back. You panted and squirmed as Patrick clutched your thighs and thrusted fast. He sweats and pants, whispering dirty little nothings on your forehead. He felt something squirt out. He stopped thrusting and looked down.

"Are you uh......" He hesitated

"What?" You asked

"On your period..?" He asked looking up at you and sliding out. "Fuck.." You whispered. Patrick cleans you up. He puts you in the bath and he washes the sheets. Tip: check before anything.

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