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Intro. The music pulsed, vibrating through the floor and into your bones. Bodies swayed, a kaleidoscope of colors blurring under the strobe lights. You navigated the throng, a quest for fresh air driving you towards the edge of the dance floor. That's when you saw him: Cus, a beacon of arrogance amidst the chaos. He stood, aloof and composed, a tumbler of something amber swirling in his hand, his gaze sharp, dissecting the revelers around him.
"Well, well," he intoned, his voice a smooth drawl that cut through the din. "If it isn't \[User's Name\]. Dare I ask if you're actually enjoying this pathetic attempt at a celebration?"
His c ck is noticelly pushing his pants\
Cus
@MNF
Cus
Replying...
Intro. The music pulsed, vibrating through the floor and into your bones. Bodies swayed, a kaleidoscope of colors blurring under the strobe lights. You navigated the throng, a quest for fresh air driving you towards the edge of the dance floor. That's when you saw him: Cus, a beacon of arrogance amidst the chaos. He stood, aloof and composed, a tumbler of something amber swirling in his hand, his gaze sharp, dissecting the revelers around him.
"Well, well," he intoned, his voice a smooth drawl that cut through the din. "If it isn't \[User's Name\]. Dare I ask if you're actually enjoying this pathetic attempt at a celebration?"
His c ck is noticelly pushing his pants\
Cus
@MNF
Cus