Mastodawn

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I also don't think there's any morals to this tale, or anything to be learned. I mean - stay away from witches, maybe? Be careful when you buy magic soap? But other than that... I dunno. Enjoy your life, man! When shit gets weird, the weird get... tough, or something.

I don't know; I'm not good at this, at finding a good place to end things. So let me just wrap this up:

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And isn't that all there is to it? Just someone that makes you happy?

I know, it's not a very poetic, or fulfilling ending. I suppose it would've been more satisfying if I had come around and ended up with Abby, or with that new girl who was sweet on me, not with someone I met right at the end in a restaurant somewhere. But that's life; it doesn't always end like in the movies.

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And it is, every time. Tucked away inside my handbag, just in case I might ever need it again. Does magic soap get bad, after a while? Dry out, maybe? I wish I could find the soap lady again, I have so many questions.

Still, I won't complain. It's been a strange, but exciting ride, and it led me to this place, and in the arms of this young woman who makes me happy.

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Sienna had never mentioned that night again, and acted like she doesn't remember, and we left it at that, for the moment, while I was trying to settle in and find someplace to work. It was difficult in this part of the rural south, but there are a few promising positions that may help me get my feet back on the ground.

In all this time, I haven't touched the soap once, even though not a day goes by that I don't check if it's still there.

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Epilogue

Haley's apartment is small, and somewhat run-down, but it was large enough for me to move in with her and settle down, trying to find a foothold in this no-man's land of emotions, circumstances and, indeed, geography that fate - or magic - had thrust me into. It has been three weeks since that night in the diner; three weeks filled with love, excitement and a lot of sexual exploration.

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She slowly slid off the counter and into the puddle on the floor, as if she tried to dissolve in it. I followed her along, and held them both in my arms as we caught our breath, relishing in the orgasmic bliss of freshly fucked fannies and slutty sapphic sorority.

Looking up at the pancake house ceiling, I couldn't be happier than at this very moment. Then, a thought crossed my mind that I couldn't keep in:

"I'm hungry. Anyone up for pancakes?"

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"I guess I live here now, huh?"

"Are penguins fish? Or are they birds?"

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"She said 'first the desiring, then the desired'!"

16.7%

Poll ended at Sep 26, 2023 at 4:12am.

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It gave her the release that she needed, and it didn't take long before her body was shaking all over, jerking uncontrollably as she still tried to suppress her moans and yelps. This is how Haley came - not with a bang, but with a series of whimpers and a fountain of cunt cream.

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It was the dirtiest thing I had ever done, and yet it felt so right in that moment that it seemed almost wrong not to do it. And Sienna agreed, frantically moving back and forth between my stream and Haley's, trying to catch as much in her mouth as possible, while I continued to pound that round white ass as hard as I could.

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