Pretty Boy
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"You know," Camille started. "Sarah has a big thing for pretty boys."
Angel paused. He gripped the base of his tail as it swayed softly. Camille
continued.
"So obviously, that would be the best gift for him."
Angel nodded slowly, listening intently.
"Wait, what?"
Camille chuckled before turning to face Angel.
"I want you to fuck my husband."
Angel nodded again.
"Wait," Angel started, "what?"
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