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Ghost of Culture

I am a pervert. I am such a pervert. Even in death, I couldn’t help myself. I couldn’t help myself at all! As a ghost, I am on a mission to spread manly culture throughout this world and the next. Join me on my adventure throughout the multiverse. Read about my endless debauchery. And feel what I feel! Even Gods tremble erotically in my presence and spread their legs to welcome me. Hah! I am such a pervert. And this will be super fun! ************************** This story contains extreme sexual situation and more sexual situations. No one under 18 is allowed.

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The Weapon to Kill Virgins

Within her mind, Mito Scarlet is not really sure of what has just happened. In less than half an hour or so, she has gone from trying to beat me up to worshipping my cock with her mouth. Her very hot and sexy mouth.

Honestly, how could something like this has happened?

Oh. Mito knows, but it feels just so surreal to her, and to be honest, it feels so surreal to me too, sitting here with her kneeling between my legs and deepthroating me.

This kind of thing would have never happened in real life, and I certainly would have no chance in hell with a beauty like Mito, let alone having her kneeling here before me and getting the awesome face-fucking of her life.

I mean to say before I had met the Great Maker and being given the chance to spread his ideal to the world, turning all men in need into true men of culture. Hah!