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I took a moment to deeply inhale a whiff of his cologne: sweet and fresh, it reminded me of summer.
“Good girl” had such an instant, overwhelmingly positive effect on me. It was a burst of joy straight to my brain, so strong that I wanted to whimper and bury my face against him just to hide the ridiculously happy expression that was taking over my face.
“I’m going to make you cum until you can’t stand, and then I’m going to fuck your limp, overstimulated body until you’re all used up. Understand?”
“We have to get this tight little hole used to being fucked, don’t we? How else will I fill your ass with cum after you’ve orgasmed yourself silly?”
“You’re going to look so pretty with my marks,” he said softly.
“Such a very good girl,” he praised gently. “Such a good little cum-drunk slut.”

