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Natasha

His cock rested on my rear over the towel. Its heat traveled through the towel, into my body. For a long time, we were both silent as he didn’t move his finger and stayed there. We both stood frozen in that position for what seemed like eternity.

I should have felt the pain when he thrust his finger, but all I felt was… full. I think I should have taken psychology as one of my subjects so that I could understand my own.

He hissed, “You are so fucking wet for me, aren’t you?” And then he moved his finger a little.

I gasped, reveling in the motion. He started slowly at first and then increased his pace. “Ah!” I groaned even though I didn’t want to. I pursed my lips but boy did that help me? I started making sounds through my pursed lips at every thrust of his finger. My whole body became a putty in his hands. No, with his finger.

What if Nicole came here along with Gabe? What if she discovered me in this position with one man, she knew I hated? My cheeks heated all the more and I
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thelancasters873
Oh oh this is such mental torture for poor Natasha. She doesn’t deserve it
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HollyGolightly
Can we give this dog a bone so he can be less viscous
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Sacogun
Ruh roh…he must know where she is…is he back? He’s no less than a terrorist!
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