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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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Memoirs of the Past

And taking care of Mito Scarlet, Junior certainly did. All the way into her tight cunt. I mean, all the way into the afternoon with just the two of us, moaning and groaning on the bed. Heh.

Strangely enough, Orvis did not voice her complaints about me spending way too much time pounding Mito into unconsciousness instead of her.

And I eventually learn that Orvis is snoozing away peacefully in my mindscape.

Well. That is a good thing, as I do not want her complaining about me not fucking her enough. It would be way too annoying, especially when I am busy fucking someone else.

That is definitely a con amongst a lot of pros of having Orvis as my battle spirit.

As such, it is still a good thing to have me inside Orvis. I mean the other way around, but it sounds kind of wrong if I say that out loud. It is even wrong to think about it!