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When he deemed like she had enough time, he pushed his head back between her lips and began to thrust into her throat again, with every three strokes,...he would push it into her throat and hold it there, counting to ten every time. “Your throat feels so fucking good wrapped around my cock. You’re such a dirty fucking slut, you know that,” he mocked. He pulled out again and spit on her face, slapping her with his cock. He smiled and began to laugh, seeing the tear streaks that had come because. When you know you can do something, you see no reason not to do it. When you’ve broken down the walls and psychological barriers that tell you ‘no’, nothing stops you. And when you’ve escaped consequence numerous times, like me, you develop this unwavering confidence in yourself, that you can get out of anything. I revelled in whatever sensations of freedom I could get. * Wesley received a phonecall during a Saturday dinner. He scraped his chair back while frowning at the screen, and walked out. How about you?’ ‘Same story’, I admitted, ‘Journal articles, monographs pushing the boundaries of human knowledge. But nothing creative. I think we killed that between us.’ ‘Could be’, she said, ‘For each man kills the thing he loves – remember?’ ‘Yeah. Some love too little, some too long . . .’ ‘Bugger’, we said together. Close to tears. She was getting off at her old stop, still kept the family home there, letting it out to tenants. Her marriage had broken up (‘I always was a fidget’) and the. I will show a lot of guys my sweet pussy. I also want guys to see me fucking my husbands dogs too. I said to myself. I heard the jeep pull away from the driveway, I smiled, he will be back. As I stood up, I turned towards the window. I took off my shirt, and pulled down my skirt. FUCK ME , I yelled. There wasnt anyone there to hear me. I laughed. I walked my naked ass to the back door and opened it. Two large walker hounds shot into the kitchen. Good boys, I said to them. Mommy wants some.
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