the first thing that hits you as you enter the room is the heavy smell of my sweat, a mixture of pure testosterone mixed with someone animal and un-human. Then you see me waiting in the corner of the room, the setting sun glistening of y rippled physique, staring at you with that glint in my eyes...

If you drop to your knees and open your mouth wide turn to page ...
If you pause as you see the tit toys displayed on the table near by and ask, "are these for us?" turn to page...

a chose your own fuck adventure with Rogan Richards