Fuck for the Festival: A Mofos Orgy of Music and Lust
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Looks like I was going to have to take out another one and use this whore until she wished she was fucking dead. XXX Being a partier, Chelsea was known to get pretty crazy. My wife had long since gone to bed. As she was gasping for air, I could see the tears welling up in her eyes. She said the girl had to get home herself, but I would have to take Chelsea home when she got up. Just to be sure I said it again barely audible, “Chelsea”. I released my grip on her mouth and looked down at her. I called out to her, “Hey Chels”, just to check if she was up.
