“Are you going to be able to stay quiet?” Tax asks. He makes me scream. “Do I have a choice?” “Here’s an insurance policy,” he says, grabbing his tie and rolling it into a ball. I open my mouth without being prompted. “Now I am going to fuck you hard. I’m gonna hurt you, just the way you like it.” He props a breast on the neckline of my dress and rolls his thumb on my nipple. “And you are going to keep quiet.” I jut my hips back and forth, signaling that I will comply. He spits in his hand and strokes his thick cock, glaring at me like a predator honing in on his prey. And then his eyes narrow
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