The Acrobat

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The acrobat hung suspended in mid-air, using both arms to grasp a tensile swatch of crimson material. His face contorted and flushed both from the effort of keeping himself suspended upside down and from the vigorous vibrations of the toy resting on his prostate. His bulge was obscene in his skin-tight white leotard and a dark stain extended where his cockhead pressed against the material. His ass was bare and exposed to the crowd as he spun in a slow circle to allow all to see the depths to which the thing pushed. He gasped and quickly lost control.

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My nom de plume is Benji Bright and I’m an erotica writer. I write the kind of smut that I like to read: hot, whimsical, occasionally thoughtful, and sometimes just plain silly. Outside of writing I’m a film buff, a music lover, and an RPG addict. Also I’m a real person: so feel free to contact me.

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