He had to get her to trust him. He cleared his throat, breaking thru the thoughts running in her mind. She jumped slightly as he said her name. ‘Cas...? How do you feel?’ he asked her. ‘Your ankle was swollen, so I put an ice pack on it. It didn’t look like you broke anything.’ She just stared at him for a moment longer. Here he was hovering over her acting all concerned, when yesterday he had held a knife at her side. She closed her eyes again, wanting to block out the conflicting emotions she. He dips the tip in, smears my juices up and down, then slowly impales me. It feels so good, the way only a hard, hot, living cock can, filling me, thick, long. But I was so close...His hands find my hips, and he begins fucking me, alternating slow, languorous strokes with hard thrusts. I try to twist my hips so he gets my g-spot, but he keeps shifting. His focus is purely on his pleasure now, I am just there for him to use. Nameless, faceless, anonymous. Disposable.He switches the vibrating. “I’ve seen you around – you and those noisy little friends of yours who like climbing my orange tree.” True, my friends and I often climbed his orange tree, sometimes to play Hide-and-Seek games – sometimes we even sneaked around the back of his studio looking for discarded wood and planks, which we often fashioned into makeshift toy guns – but I was surprised to hear him say this. “Don’t worry,” he said. “I’m not angry. Though I’m sorry to say it’s not yet the season and much of the fruits. My bus, 22, after its main route it ‘becomes’ 21. That will definitely take you there.’ ‘Hm? 22 and 21? How long of a wait for them?’ He didn’t stop smiling, he was very comfortable and I think enjoying making me squirm a little. I was enjoying his enjoyment. ‘T-twenty two should be at the mall before us. Just hop on it and ride it back around through West Fargo.’ His smile grew and he lowered his voice and moved closer to me. His shoulder brushed mine, I felt like I’d been punched in the.
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