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That unlocked door doesn't really help, either. I reach for the new clothes the fucker has given me - simple black underwear, black sweatpants, gray t-shirt and hoodie. Wow, what a colorful taste he has. Still trying to gain control over my overreacting body, I put my wet hair in a pony tail - maybe I'll soon have the chance to escape and free hair will only bother me.

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He unzips the backpack and pulls out a giant container of protein powder. “You want me to pump iron to get rid of my hangover?” I look at him skeptically. He rolls his eyes. “No, dude.” He opens the container and starts pulling out sandwich bags of white powder. “Cocaine? You know I don’t mess with that shit, man. I only keep it in the penthouse for guests.” I shake my head at him. “Besides, I’m trying to mellow out, not put myself on edge.” “It’s not coke. It’s Special K.” He puffs his chest out proudly.

They are perfectly small, her ass is what I find hot. Her inner muscles clench around my cock, the clasp of our hips smashing. She lets out a grumbled moan. My finger dip into her hip, my desire is burning high, I take her ass into my hands and start to bounce her on my shaft. Every move leaves my cock coated in her juices. She is my last meal before being crucified tomorrow. I dip my head to suck her breast. I am going to worship her every nook and cranny.

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