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The black water I sluiced down the drain was evidence enough of that. I washed my hair in the bucket next, using a harsh soap meant for that exact pur...ose.Finally satisfied that I at least wouldn't have to sit in a tub full of filth and taint, I climbed in. The water was bordering on too hot, that perfect temperature where it makes skin tingle without causing too much pain, and I sank down into with a sigh. I didn't soak for too long – there were thirteen people who needed a bath as badly as I. I had come to the club with a group of my university friends. It was a good place to unwind and an even better place to hook up with girls. For some reason tonight I wasn’t into it. I had a mid-term biology exam in two days and my mind kept wandering back to the last exam which was a disaster. Can’t afford to have two bad exams as I would probably end up failing the course.I reached into my backpack and pulled out my iPad. The club had WiFi so I looked up some of the older exams and began. I could sense that things were hotting up. On looking at Ritchie's bulge growing in his tight jeans it became even more obvious. They kissed for a little while, Tracey's hand straying to his crotch area and his hands beginning to wander too. First a fumble at her tits, then a hand moving its way up her legs and darting into her pantyhose covered crotch.I was transfixed watching this. I knew what got Tracey going, and when he started slowly licking her ear, I knew she would be getting very. "Listen to me, Mia. I don't want to hurt you, I really don't. Just let me do this and get done, and it'll be easier for you. If you fight it, if you scream, I swear I'll slit your fucking throat." Stan had no knife, he usually was a very easygoing guy in fact...it wasn't until the first time he laid eyes on this slender Oriental beauty before him that he'd ever considered doing anything like this. But he hoped the roughness he had shown so far would prove a significant deterrent for her against.
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