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When I first met him, he had his basement all set up for meetings. They were nothing like the ones I was used to going to here.
I clenched my teeth and hissed through my inhales and exhales when he rained down his palm on my left ass cheek this time.
Which made me think of the whip the lead character used. And that made my pussy throb.
If I'd thought the mall had been crazy last year a week before Christmas when we'd first met, these people were on speed.
One of the guys said it was a relief they didn't have to hide their secret anymore. They didn't even stop fucking while I gathered my stuff.
He dropped his free hand to my neck where he played with my hair. "I walked away from her and the lifestyle that day.
"I'm sorry, it was too easy. " "You are so lucky I can't grab that pillow again," I growled, writhing under his weight.