KARLEE He didn’t give me time to adjust. Once he was fully inside me he started thrusting in hard, deep strokes that drove me into the brick wall with every impact. The air left my lungs in broken, muffled sounds against his hand. My cheek scraped harder against the rough surface. My tits were crushed against the cold brick. Every time he bottomed out I felt it all the way up in my stomach. “Fuck, you’re still tight,” he growled against my ear. His voice was low and rough and close. “Taking it like you were made for this.” I shook my head again, tears leaking from the corners of my eyes. I tried to say no, tried to tell him to stop, but his palm stayed sealed over my mouth and the words came out as desperate, wet noises. My hands pushed uselessly against the wall. My heels kept slipping on the damp concrete. The position left me completely powerless — legs forced open by his thigh and my own panties still stretched around my thighs, dress shoved up around my waist, ass pushed out
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