All the tavern patrons were fucking my wife, and I watched and jerked off

I believe some of you already know the rules.

Here. It's the same as before, but there's been some changes.

Just one person at a time. Don't hurt anyone.

You're allowed to touch, but again, no harm.

And finally, you brought a rubber band with you. - Right?

Remember. No rubber, no fucking.

No. Okay.

And now our usual routine.

Pay first.

No.

And they went out one at a time.

And the packets were delivered with 8,350 gpas.

And I tied them to my belt.

And it's really heavy.

God.

Yeah. Much harder than before.

Okay. First in line can get in.

Before I could finish my sentence, he came through the door.

My heart started pounding again when I went behind the counter, trying to look as chipper as possible.

Then, after a while, I was surprised at first that I didn't hear anything.

But a few minutes later, I heard some familiar moaning from the pantry,

Getting louder and louder.

Yeah.

It looks pretty loud.

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