If I were less seasoned, less mature, I might let him finish. I used to believe that if I am already here, I might as well finish what I started. I might as well let them have a good time, even if they won’t do the same for me. But, at the ripe age of twenty-four, I am finally realizing that men deserve no such thing, and I decide I’m done with this shitty experience. I don’t need to be a sex doll for this man any longer than I already have been. “Okay, dude, I’m done,” I mutter, pushing his chest until he is in an upright position. Joey sends me a shocked look before removing his cock from
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