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It was a battle for the bathroom as we tripped over each other trying to make it for a piss before the next ulrika johnson rape person when we got back to Chrysler's flat. Eventually when all that was done and no one had wet themselves, we made it to the king-size bed in Chrysler's bedroom, bypassing completely the sofa where Chrysler had fucked me senseless hours before, and where we had sucked each other off and watched porno's the week before. The sofa where I tasted my first black cock and lost my anal virginity to the same hard rod that same week before. The sofa where I'd taken my bisexuality to the next step at last, only 1 week before. And now, that loyal sofa was giving way to the king-size in the bedroom, with the quilt flung to the floor and clothes going the same way from 4 other bodies.

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