Lovely girl lies on the bed, her soft voice slowly and excitedly reading an erotic story. She reads with breathless pauses, gently turning the pages, lightly smacking her lips, and occasionally moaning as the plot picks up speed. Listen to the story until the end…
gets hella desynced after a while
Yo that’s not an erotic book. That’s my story “The Murders In The Rue Morgue” that I wrote in 1841. Anyway I’m dead now so bye
Greetings Edgar. Thank you for your contributions to the genre. I must confess you were quite the inspiration for me. It is rather unfortunate that this female specimen did not choose my short story, “The Call of Cthulhu”… Alas I too have left this mortal coil, so I shall return to my exertal slumber.
And by the by, if anyone out there is searching for any materials pertaining to Tentacles, I can most certainly oblige 🪼🦑🐙
Boring…. Call me when she flips over