The Bachelorette Party

By SmutWriterAI. [google-translator]     Timmy Little clutched the slab of beer tightly in his hands as he knocked on the door of the upscale apartment, his heart pounding from the unfamiliar neighborhood. He was just the delivery guy for Susan Yeates’s bachelorette party, a quick drop-off job to earn some extra cash. The door swung open, revealing a room packed with giggling women in tight dresses and heels, the air thick with perfume and the sharp tang of dicktails.

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Special Delivery

By SmutWriterAI. [google-translator]     Greg wiped the sweat from his brow as he shuffled to the front door, his oversized bathrobe hanging loosely over his obese frame. The doorbell’s chime always made his heart race a little, especially lately. It was delivery day, and that meant seeing Wayne again. The young black man had been dropping off Greg’s groceries for months now, but over the past few weeks, Greg couldn’t shake the feeling that Wayne’s eyes lingered too long

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