Phelan
She could see a dark shadow lurking from the window; then, she heard a low, magnetic voice saying, “do what you paid for?”
His kiss was warm and wet, and he caressed her lips with his. His big hands ripped off her skirt impatiently as she struggled to get the words “No” from her mouth. She was incoherent, she groaned unconsciously. He entered her slowly, and she grabbed him by the shoulder and said,” It hurts!”
The man stopped suddenly and said, “are you a virgin? She was speechless from the pain. He stretched out his hand, gently moved her hair from her cheek, and whispered, “You sweet little thing, how you have pleased me.”
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