Corinne

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In the breath after that she was against the stone wall, her hair balled in his fist, forcing her mouth open for him.   She gripped his arms, letting out a small moan as he pulled tightly on her hair. He pressed his body against hers. The cold stone behind her seeped through her clothes, sending chills down her body. 
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