Shard 29: Pearls
“Oh, my, yes,” she purrs. “A pearl? Is that a pearl of sweet cum for me?”“You haven’t been yourself, baby,” she commiserates, and it’s true. Clouds flatten the cold sky outside the window. Silent birds huddle in the trees. His response to her: a low groan. “Something's missing.” She slides her finger one knuckle deeper into hi...