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Chapter 6: The Naughty One
I seem to apologize a lot in this part, but again, I am very, very sorry that this took so much monger than predicted. And as much as it pains me to say it, I won't be able to deliver another one very soon. I'm participating in National Novel Writing Month this year, and hopefully by the end of it Ill be able to say I've actually written a book. I must admit, I wouldn't be confident enough to attempt it without all the support I've gotten about my writing from my readers, so I wanna let you know how much I appreciate all your kind words and every single fave/upvote/unit of approval.
Oh, new development for my loyal readers: I've created a blog for my naughty work, since none of the sites I submit to accept everything I intend to get into, and it's helpful to have everything in one place. I've also made a patreon page, which is really a proto-patreon at the moment, I really need to work on it some more. Anyways, check them out!
The guest room's silver doorknob turned, and the heavy door swung open wide. The scent of pure sex rolled out of the room like fog, freed from it's cage, and poured itself into the hallway, rolling around the legs of the powerful figure that loomed in the door frame. Richard cut an imposing silhouette, with the light behind him, his long shadow falling across the carpet of the hallway and onto the opposite wall, concealing his features in darkness. As he stepped through the portal into the hall, the lighting began to even out, and one could see his thick, powerful slabs of rippling muscle, only further emphasized by the sheen of sweat covering his body. Between his legs swung a fearsome monster, only half-hard and still more than a foot long, struggling to support itself it's own immense weight. The titanic shaft gleamed with the juices of the peacefully slumbering petite teen not fifteen feet behind him, her swollen womb still swimming with a gallon of potent baby-batter. He'd certainly enjoyed their intense fuck, but he shifted his attention to the task at hand, to do the same for three more girls before the day's end. His member lurched with it's approval of the plan.