“I will eat your pussy if I have to tie your legs open,” he says, voice harsh. “Not tonight, but I swear, I will.” My shame disappears as he takes control from my hands. This isn’t my fault, after all. He’s the one in charge. “You want to be fucked dirty?” he presses. Flushed, wet, my pussy spread for him, I nod hard. The corner of his mouth turns up and, in one movement, he slides an arm under me and flips me onto my hands and knees. The wind knocks from me. I don’t have time to recover before his hand goes to the back of my head. His fingers fist in my hair, dragging my head back. I see
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