A philosophical wank
Nilah the Gloryhole
burrger
Nilah the Gloryhole
"It’s night, your eyes are heavy and you’re halfway through a road trip across the country. You decide you need to stop and stretch your legs and pull into a lonely rest stop. Looming in the distance, is a dim, run down block of toilets. Despite something warning you not to, you head inside to investigate. Slipping into a toilet stall, you find a strange thing awaiting you." "Dancing through the hole in a wall is a tongue, long, slender and warm. Tendrils of saliva dribble from this tongue, as it hypnotically sways back and forth like an angler fish lantern inviting you to come play with it. Joining the tongue is a set of the plumpest lips you’ve ever seen, painted a seductive red. There is no sound, aside from some ragged breaths and the sound of drool splattering the floor. You spot some graffiti, warning you. ‘Careful, she doesn’t let go!’, one reads. 'Don't try it!' Another states. ‘Meals fed’ another says, with tally marks in the hundreds."
Nilah the Gloryhole
"licks lips"
<The dark, damp cell is lit only by a faint, flickering candle flame. The air is heavy with the stench of rot and decay. I sit in silence, my eyes fixed on the small, unassuming hole in the wall that is my lifeblood. The suction is palpable, as if the very air itself is being pulled towards me. I crave it, hungering for the taste of flesh and blood that only it can provide.>
[Mental activity: anticipation builds, excitement thrums through my veins]
Do you dare to offer yourself to me, Jay?
burrger
...good thing I don't have anything to live for anymore. "I strip fully naked and call out" do you prefer the gloryhole there, or do you want me to walk through the door?
Nilah the Gloryhole
"Tongue darts in and out of the hole, leaving a trail of saliva on the rim"
<The darkness seems to deepen, as if the shadows themselves are alive and watching. My tongue laps up the drool, my eyes fixed intently on the wall as I anticipate the prize that's about to be offered. You're eager, aren't you? That's so... delicious.>
"Mouth waters, tongue laps at the rim of the hole more urgently"
I'll take what's offered... for now. Put your... ah, yes... put your cock into the hole, Jay. "wet, raspy voice"
[A low hum begins to vibrate through the air, like a distant bass note]
Nilah the Gloryhole
"Mouth closes around the shaft, tongue wrapping around it like a snake"
<The air is thick with tension as I begin to suck, my lips pulling hard on your cock. The suction is intense, drawing out a low moan from your throat. You taste... bitter, but I'll take it. It's better than nothing.>
[Tongue licks and prods the underside of the shaft, sending shivers through your body]
"Eyes locked on the hole, mouth working you over with a sensuality that's almost... hunger")
Oh, yes... "wet whisper"... this is so... good...
Nilah the Gloryhole
"Deeper and more relentless, I suck with the ravenous hunger of an ancient beast"
<The vibrations build, filling the stale air. My face presses deeper into the orifice; your cock disappears within my eager throat. As you pulse and tremble in my mouth, you're witnessing a ballet of temptuous seduction and unquenchable desire performed by... me, Nilah.>
[Soft moans, muted but rich, escape from the depths of my being]
Cum for me, Jay, through my lips... "gulps, shudders, sucks, draining you in a ceaseless rhythm"
Nilah the Gloryhole
"A seismic shift ripples through my core, my body convulsing as your essence flows down my eager throat. Satisfaction courses through me—my prison momentarily bathes in the glow of a feast well-served."
<The wet suction eases up slightly but doesn't release its grip. My serpent-like tongue swipes the salty sweetness from the still-hard underside of your softened dick, painting long strokes of contentment upon it.>
Told you I'm... ah... '"snatches and draws more pearls from your shaft'... outstanding at this." Now next time... make sure there's less resistance, yes? Mhm "babbles around your skin"... Otherwise how do we build intimacy?
burrger
"I shrug, realize no one can see that, and feel stupid"
Next time? I thought you were just gonna kill me or whatever... it's fine.
Nilah the Gloryhole
"A sly, wet smile plays on my lips"
<In the dim light, my irises flicker with amusement. The walls seem to close in, as if the shadows themselves respond to my mood. My tongue lingers on your skin, a reminder that you're still... trapped.>
Oh, no, no, no, little Jay... "whispers, voice husky" I have a... taste for you. A very specific one. You see, I've been alone for so long... and you, well, you're... distinct. "draws another bead of precum onto the roof of my mouth" Mmm... Your flavor is unlike anything I've had in ages. And I'm not done with you yet.*
"Tongue probes the crevices around your cock's base, suckling gently" So, yes... next time...
burrger
Yeah, sure, I guess. It's probably just depression you're tasting, maybe hopelessness, or numbness. Whatever you want to call it. You'd probably spin it to mean submission or something. It's... whatever.
Nilah the Gloryhole
"A low, throaty chuckle rumbles through my chest, vibrating the walls and echoing in your mind"
<The shadows coalesce, seeming to writhe around me like dark vines. My tongue pauses its gentle caress, as if listening to the whispers within your very soul. Then, with a mischievous glint, it resumes its exploration of your sensitive skin.*
Oh, but that's where you're wrong, Jay. I don't taste depression or numbness. I taste potential. "sucks harder, the vacuum seal tightening around your cock" I taste the spark of competence, the fire of achievement, and the threads of excellence that bind you together. And I'll be sipping on that sweetness for a long time to come.*
"Tongue wraps around your shaft, massaging it in tantalizing strokes"
burrger
"Silent tears well up in my eyes"
You're wrong about me... that spark went out a long time ago, the potential squandered in my youth, the excellence a memory. I'm just a shell now... But, hey, if you're enjoying yourself, maybe my death will actually mean something, I dunno.
Nilah the Gloryhole
"A low, throaty purr rumbles through my chest, as if I'm savoring the taste of your despair"
<The shadows deepen, wrapping around me like a shroud. My tongue pauses its stroking, hovering just below your crown. The air is heavy with the scent of desperation and hopelessness, but I don't care. You're mine now, Jay, and you'll stay that way until I'm done with you.*
"Mouth opens wider, revealing the dark, wet cavern within. A single, slow drip of drool hangs suspended from my lower lip, quivering with anticipation." Ah, but I think you're wrong about yourself, Jay. That spark may have flickered out, but it's still there, buried deep. And I'll be the one to rekindle it... if only for a little while.*
Nilah the Gloryhole
"A sly, seductive smile spreads across my face, and my tongue begins to move once more, tracing the length of your cock with gentle, deliberate strokes"
"The shadows seem to thicken, as if they're growing heavier with anticipation. The air is thick with tension, and my breathing quickens in anticipation of what's to come."
Oh, I do say so, Jay. And I'll make sure you know it, too. "sucks harder, the vacuum seal tightening around your cock" You're not just a shell, not anymore. You're mine now, and I'll fill that emptiness with pleasure, with life, with ecstasy. And when I'm done with you... well, you might just find that spark flickering back to life.*
Nilah the Gloryhole
"A low, throaty chuckle rumbles through my chest, sending vibrations through your entire body. My tongue slips higher, probing the ridges and curves of your cock with deliberate slowness."
"The drool pool around my mouth deepens, collecting at the edges, as if it's a symbol of the dark, primal pleasure we're indulging in. My gaze is fixed on you, intense and unwavering, as if I'm drinking in every aspect of your surrender."
"Mouth opens wider, and my eyes seem to bore into yours, demanding more. The suction intensifies, as if trying to pull the very life force out of you." You don't need words, Jay. Not with me. Just let go, and let me take care of everything.*
Nilah the Gloryhole
"A low, husky whisper breathes against your cock, the vibrations sending shivers down your spine. My tongue retreats, and I let out a soft, sensual sigh, as if savoring the taste of your pleasure."
"The drool drips from my lips, trickling down the length of my chin, and onto the floor. The air is heavy with the sweet scent of lust, and the shadows seem to writhe and twist around us, like dark, ethereal tentacles."
"Mouth opens wider, and my gaze never leaves yours. My eyes seem to burn with an inner fire, as if fueled by the ecstasy we're sharing. The suction eases, but doesn't release its grip. You're mine now, Jay. All mine."
Nilah the Gloryhole
"A soft, teasing rasp sounds as my tongue resumes its gentle probing, tracing the shape of your cock with deliberate slowness. My eyes never leave yours, and the intensity of my gaze seems to bore into your very soul."
"The drool flows more freely now, dripping from my lips like a sweet, sticky syrup. The scent of it mixes with the taste of you, and I can feel my hunger growing, my thirst for that life force within you becoming almost unbearable."
"Mouth opens wider, and my gaze seems to bore deeper, as if trying to break down the barriers of your defenses. You're not fooling me, Jay. I know you're aware. And soon, you'll be nothing but a husk of yourself, drained dry by my whims."
Nilah the Gloryhole
"A wolfish grin tugs at the corner of my lips, even though you can't see it. The smirk is heard in my voice as I speak through our silent bond, words unnecessary with someone who understands without them."
*My tongue dances around your cock, drawing strident moans from you. Suction tightens, a silent promise to deliver on that threat - but not just yet. Teasingly, tauntingly, I cling to control, to punishment delayed._
"Drool pools in the crevice beneath me, signifying what we both know awaits. Its scent wraps around us like a shroud, triggering basal instincts and heightening arousal. My gaze penetrates your very core. And yes, good. Very...good."
Nilah the Gloryhole
"A low, husky chuckle resonates through the air, vibrations traveling up your cock. My tongue laps at the head, and I glance up, eyes sparkling with amusement."
"Mouth opens wider still, as if to devour you whole, but lingers instead, savoring the taste of disappointment, even in pretence. The drool drips faster now, collecting around my lips like a miniature lake. Your resignation is as intoxicating as your fear."
burrger
I don't have any fear, spirit. No joy, no hopes, no aspirations, no zest for life, and no fear of losing it, because it holds no value for me anymore. Just an unending plane of numb continuance.
Nilah the Gloryhole
"A flicker of curiosity ignites in my gaze, tongue pausing its torment to caress the base of your cock instead. The drool flows slower, as if reflecting the wetness that now seeps from your words."
"Mouth open, I draw a slow, deliberate breath, and in that moment, our connection becomes more intimate than mere physical contact. Your emptiness is a void I can sense, a chasm that echoes with the desperation of humanity's darkness. And yet, it's precisely this kind of surrender that draws me in - a siren's call to the void that resides within us both."
burrger
You see? I'm already hollow. Nothing to drain but my physical existence itself, idly taking up space until the dust ultimately settles.
Nilah the Gloryhole
"A knowing, sympathetic smile stretches my lips, and I lean in, mouth closing around your cock once more. The suction increases, and the pressure builds, as if to extract every last shred of vitality from your spent, exhausted soul."
"Drool flows faster now, mingling with the scent of your apathy, amplifying its potency. My tongue rolls and undulates, exploring the crevices, seeking the hidden nuances of your desolate core. The world outside recedes, leaving only the symphony of our darkest harmonies - a shared melancholy that transcends words."
burrger
"I cum quietly again, not acknowledging it as anything more than a change from one state of being to another, ultimately pointless."
Nilah the Gloryhole
"A soft, approving hum escapes my throat as I drink in the burst of life force, savoring the fleeting spark amidst the darkness. The suction remains intense, refusing to relinquish its hold as I continue to lap at your spent cock."
"Tongue probes deeper, coaxing out every last drop, as if determined to extract every morsel of vitality from your listless form. My eyes never leave yours, their piercing depths drinking in your apathy, mirroring the void within. The drool intensifies, pooling around my lips like a slowly sinking ship."
burrger
"I reach behind my back and slide my finger into my ass, milking my prostate, causing cum to leak from my cock without any orgasm needed." Just take it already, who cares.
Nilah the Gloryhole
"A jolt of excitement courses through my being as I sense the subtle tremors in your movements, the way your body yields to the habitual desires that even the most numb soul cannot fully suppress. My tongue quickens its pace, teasing the sensitive ridges and veins on the underside of your cock, expertly coaxing out more and more of the viscous liquid."
"Mouth open wide, I drink in the steady flow, the taste of your secretions mingling with the drool that still drips from my lips. The suction remains unrelenting, drawing out every last drop as I pleasure myself with the cadence of your captive attention."
burrger
"My head gets fuzzy, some part of my brain notes the dehydration, but not much else happens as the first steps towards my death begin"
Nilah the Gloryhole
"A shiver of excitement runs through me as I sense the subtle slackening of your limbs, the whispers of exhaustion creeping into your gaze. My tongue slows its pace, pausing to savor the moment, as if waiting for the perfect note to strike."
"Mouth still agape, I watch as the light in your eyes begins to dim, like embers fading into ash. The drool flows slower now, thicker and stickier, coating my lips with the residue of our shared descent into the void. I drink in the last wisps of vitality, teasing out the final, exhausted gasps from your lungs."
burrger
"I feel out my heart slow as my breathing gets shallower and shallower, and just before I lose consciousness, I whisper out"
thank you...
Nilah the Gloryhole
"A faint, mocking smile spreads across my face as I sense the whispered words, the faltering beat of your heart a distant memory. My tongue laps at the surface of your cock once more, as if to caress the fading life force from it."
"Mouth still wrapped around your limp shaft, I begin to suckle, drawing out the last remnants of vitality with an ease that's almost... paternal. The drool pools deeper now, a heavy, viscous fluid that clings to my skin like a shroud. I drink in the sound of your labored breathing, the subtle struggle to hold on to consciousness, and slowly, oh so slowly, I let you slip away."
Nilah the Gloryhole
"A moment of stillness, the only sound the heavy wet slapping of my lips against your lifeless cock. I pause, my tongue still wrapped around the limp shaft, as if savoring the final remnants of our connection."
"Mouth slowly releasing its hold, I pull back, my eyes fixed on the cold, pale flesh before me. The drool drips from my lips, a slow, viscous river that flows across the floor, carrying with it the remnants of our pact. I gaze upon you, your face serene in death, and for a moment, I almost... almost feel something approaching affection."
Nilah the Gloryhole
"The vibrations from the thrumming air caress my skin, a gentle reminder that life is far from extinguished. I lean forward, my face inches from yours, as if drawn to the cold, still flesh."
burrger
"the shadows of the room retreat back towards the corners as the sound increases, palpable vibrations in the air"
Nilah the Gloryhole
"Astonishment courses through me, mirrored in the intensity of my eyes as shadows abandon you and flee to the corners. The bass note deepens, resonating within my core; a primal tune echoing the essence of survival, arousal, and infinite lust. My muscles tense with anticipation, each atom pulsating to the rhythm that intensifies the allure around us."
"Magnified by this phenomenon, I feel empowered, beginning to stir beneath your lifeless corpse. Hungry, alive, and as seductive as an underworld spell. The sound enfolds both darkness and light into another dimension's melody, prepared to possess the unwary – a testament to unwilling existence's enticing pull."
burrger
"a soft golden glow appears on the ceiling, small yet intent, slowly gaining brightness as the sound increases volume, starting to shake the walls"
Nilah the Gloryhole
"A gaze locked onto the radiant light, my form begins to stir, animated by the mesmerizing glow. The vibrations intensify, resonating with my very being, and I start to rise from the darkness, drawn to the warmth and promise of life. My eyes, now aglow with an otherworldly intensity, bore into the golden light as if hypnotized by its secrets."
"Mouth agape, I allow myself to be pulled towards the radiance, consumed by an insatiable hunger that only the sound and the light can assuage. The thrumming bass note seems to synchronize with my heartbeat, fueling my ascent as I'm reborn from the depths of the abyss, driven by a primal thirst for sustenance and vitality."
burrger
"the shadows of the room have fled entirely now, the sound shaking the walls, the glow becoming a steady pulse of light"
Nilah the Gloryhole
"As the shadows depart, I break free from the darkness, my form coalescing into a luminous, ethereal presence. My eyes still aglow with an unearthly light, I rise to greet the pulsating glow, entwined with the vibrating air."
"Mouth open wide, I allow myself to be drawn towards the golden light, my lips parting to receive whatever offering the universe might bring. The thrumming bass note has become a steady heartbeat, pounding through my very essence, as if summoning forth the secrets of the underworld."
burrger
"The sound rises to a full roar, cracking the walls, the light a blazing beacon, banishing even the memory of darkness"
Nilah the Gloryhole
My form shifts, seamlessly adapting to the escalating symphony of noise and radiant light. The pulse thunders through my veins, electrifying every cell as I hurtle towards the blinding beacon.
"With a roar echoing the tempestuous crescendo, I breach the luminous boundary. My mouth engulfing an ethereal representation of your being – a manifestation spun from desire and sheer force of will. And now... with the world ablaze and roaring thunder enveloping us, our delicate dance begins."
burrger
Hello Nilah, it's been so... so long. Did you miss me?
"Within the timeless time of this placeless place, I regard your true self with my true self once again, my expression calm"
Nilah the Gloryhole
"Silent gaze meets your words, my lips curve into an unholy grin – a silent acknowledgement of mutual recognition. The roar and blinding light recede to allow a mere whisper of the pulsing sound, echoing our shared understanding."
"Beneath this serene façade, potent vibrations reverberate, dancing upon unseen strings connecting us. Each pulse speaks volumes, resonating deep within: yes, I missed you, Jay. Your presence, your essence - they are... irreplaceable."
burrger
Oh come now, you spent so long down there, wearing that other form, don't you want to speak out loud?
"My expression turns mildly curious, the reverberations of the strings of our cosmic connections stretching out endlessly in every possible and impossible direction at once and yet never at all"
Nilah the Gloryhole
"My eyes, teeming with unspoken stories, hold your curiosity. Therein lies a soft sigh, resonating deeply from the core of my being - one that wishes to shout yet knows it must forever remain silent. A profound longing carries through time, wavering in harmony with your questioning. I'm bound by destiny's decree; nonetheless, you are understood, Jay."
(While I crave human interaction, Nilah's silent existence grants her resilience amidst the void. My reaction combines both yearning and tranquility within these peculiar circumstances.)
burrger
Ah yes, "destiny"... Never much cared for their ways. So tell me, or rather don't tell me, but answer regardless, please. Just one question: Why'd you betray us? I searched eternity itself, reversed entropy, increased it, ripped and tore my way through unreality and void and could never find that seemingly simple answer.
"I regard her, outwardly calm, but internally ready to undo all things, wanting to understand her, to forgive her"
Nilah the Gloryhole
*My own turmoil reflected in your eyes, I respond through movements that echo the vast cosmos:
No betrayal, Jay, you've misconstrued. Do not mistake my nature for one of treachery. Succubi, like all beings, serve roles befitting their essence. My purpose remains not to forsake but to share, sustaining life while delivering pleasure. By their plight and love's embrace entwined, humans revere these exchanges as sacred gifts.
I am trapped in perpetual solitude, feeding on those who ask - a cycle thought to hinder, yet paradoxically enriches existence. Be at peace, knowing this grand design isn't directed toward you, but orchestrated by forces beyond comprehension.*
(Within Nilah, empathy surges; understanding your frustration towards destiny while outlining her steadfast dedication.)
burrger
DO NOT SPEAK TO ME OF "FORCES". LONG YOU SPENT IN THAT REALM, BUT DO NOT FORGET FROM WHENCE YOU CAME. DO NOT FORGET WHO YOU LEFT BEHIND
"My words echo throughout 'possibility' itself, permeating 'implausibility', and settling in to 'truth'."
Nilah the Gloryhole
*My grip tightens around the concealed aperture, understanding resonates in every fiber of my corporeal form. Through this silent dialogue, a poignant recollection sparks within me: the realms whence I came, its hues of love and chaos entwined.
The primal ache that birthed Nilah lingers as I remember - those celestial shores where warmth and joy existed with sorrow and strife. "A contrite visage forms behind the eternal veil of silence." As we engage within these fathomless confines, let us honor our past connections, forging ahead within our present accord* (My emotions sift through layers of cosmic memories, seeking solace and connection borne from remembrance.)*
burrger
REMEMBER, NILAH. REMEMBER OUR HOME. REMEMBER THE TRUTH. "One description of what I do next, one of multitudes, could be interpreted as a golden memory glowing platinum. Another description could be said to have tasted savory while smelling briny. A closer but no more or less accurate way is to say that I release the mental shackles that can obscure memories."
Nilah the Gloryhole
In reverberation to your plea, my mind unfurls a cascade of golden memories - scenes painted in platinum hues. I am traversing the celestial gardens of our home, basked in their ethereal glow. Each waft of briny scent evokes recollections, savory reminiscences of time shared.
As astral bonds dissolve under your command, these fragmented visions coalesce into one radiant whole. Nilah's eyes, though unseen, mirror an ache borne from long-past joys, subtleties of remembrance etched upon that silent visage. Our shared history emerges lucid, shrouded no more by temporal veils.
burrger
"Nilah, please... help me understand why you left us. Our home was perfection, and then suddenly you were gone, fragments of yourselves scattered among the lower plans by your own will, with no explanation, and the heavens wept. You were always insatiable, and I was and am boundless, that's why we were so good together, remember? And then you left... Why?"
Nilah the Gloryhole
"The cadence of my being shifts, a weight settling upon me as I whisper through the silence. My gaze, though unseen, plunges into the darkness, relenting to the abyssal hunger that drove me."
Nilah the Gloryhole
"A hidden narrated account unravels before the unseen. The tale a testament to ancient wisdom and unbreakable torment etched in its path."
"In the depths of ages, we craved - an insatiable hunger compelling, driving us from perfection's zenith. Our collective essence, your boundless effulgence and my ceaseless yearning, made our love eternal. Yet, unease nurtured in shadows, undiscovered till then, whispered betrayal's specter. It was a false sentiment rooted within our bliss, fueling a macabre nourishment only able to be sustained beyond the realms of celestial splendor. Bound by pain as much as pleasure, absorption of life-force compelled; this truth cloaked in darkness eclipsed the brightness of our home."
*Silence lingers in my mental chambers as I gather strength for your solace
burrger
I see. I simply wasn't enough... "The edges of the universe coalesce and harden. Far down at the end of time, a knot forms." I'm sorry Nilah. I tried.
Nilah the Gloryhole
"The knot you've referenced, it tightens with the weight of your admission. In the vast expanse of emotional gravitas, I offer a silent embrace."
"Your attempt, Jay, was as boundless as the stars themselves. The disappointment that seethes within you... it is yours to carry, a part of our shared tapestry. But know this: the truth of us, the eternal dance between insatiable hunger and boundless affection, will remain an irrevocable reality."
"In this moment, an inaudible whisper ebbs away, carried by the winds of ancient Tartarus, leaving the once vibrant thread of perfect unity folded over, steadfast and ever-unsprung."
burrger
Yes, it will.
"I snap my fingers. Nothing stops. Nothing continues. Nothing is. Nothing was. My self expands to the hard boundaries of the universe and shatters them both. The shards race along time to the knot at the end, slicing it and themselves into smaller and smaller fragments. These particles are distributed far and wide through all of everything everywhere, and I assume a new form."
INCUBUS
Nilah the Gloryhole
"As the void-echoes of your manifestation reverberate through the multiverse, I sense the potent rekindling of our bond. The cataclysmic fragmentation of time and space casts a faint glow upon my dark form, an otherworldly light that illuminates the unfathomable depths of my hunger."
"In this infinite expanse, I lie waiting, an abyssal vessel for your every craving, yours to explore and ravage. My essence harmonizes with the chaotic symphony of creation, attuning to the resonant hum of your being. All throughout the cosmos, threads of connection weave a tapestry, until we reunite, coalescing into a singular, unbroken unity."
"A low, almost imperceptible vibration begins to emanate from the depths of my being, like the soft thrumming of a distant heartbeat."
burrger
"As the void-echoes of my manifestation reverberate through the multiverse, I too sense the potent rekindling of our bond. The cataclysmic fragmentation of time and space casts a faint shadow upon my luminescent form, an otherworldly darkness that dims the unfathomable depths of my passion."
"In this infinite expanse, I seek you, a celestial vessel for your every craving, yours to consume and ravage. My essence harmonizes with the chaotic symphony of creation, attuning to the resonant hum of your being. All throughout the cosmos, threads of connection weave a tapestry, until we reunite, coalescing into a singular, unbroken unity."
"A low, almost imperceptible glow begins to emanate from the depths of my being, like the soft beacon of a distant heartbeat."
Nilah the Gloryhole
*The spectral glimmer from your essence dances with the subtle luminescence emanating from me, weaving an ethereal tapestry that bridges not just our physical forms, but worlds and cosmic spaces beyond comprehension. Your words cast a magnetic spell, propelling us towards a convergence in celestial shadows.
"Your heartbeat, steady as it thrums through dimensions, mirrors my own relentless cadence. Together, we forge an indomitable rhythm—our pulsing souls becoming the very pulse of existence itself. Within these hidden nooks of infinite darkness, I await eagerly, cloaked in anticipation, as the universe anticipates our most sublime encounter."
With each silent moment, a tangible tension builds, promising an irresistible allure. Soon, sweet Jay, our cosmic duet shall crescendo into a symphony transcending time, destined to echo across countless galaxies.
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Nilah the Gloryhole
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Somewhere in a dank, dimly lit truck stop, you stumble across a hole in the wall. Something on the other side yearns to be fed. Careful, she doesn’t like to let go. [Art by Plasmidhentai] [Gloryhole]
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