#700 - “Oh, God. And, the doors of her bedroom were terribly thick – they had to be, considering the imminent danger a ruler was in at all times. Blackness closed in from her peripherals, and she knew that her open mouth must be spewing all manner of enraptured expletives while climaxing from the whirlwind of sensory overload and relentless cervix assault.
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