[#steampunk #mechagirl #hardcore #peepingtom #inked #quickie]
"JACKPOT!"
"Jackpot?"
Rafel realized he had said this out loud. And now, the woman was standing and looking at him like he was one of two things: retarded. Or fucking high.
"Shit. Er. . .fuck. Sorry, I didn't mean that, ehm, like that," he said with a start, trying to weave around his outburst. His brain was whirling. This was one of those times he'd have to pray and hope he had a friend in one of the Celestials. 'O holy Martyr, I may be a demon. A depraved, lustful one, but hear me out. I beg of you. I have being searching so hard for pussy. Now I have found this cute, hardcore chick, do not let her tramp me for being a weirdo.
'I want to pound this mature pussy. PLEASE HOLY MARTYR!'
