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Chapter 17 by BartyTrinky

What do you say?

“Do you want to fuck my mouth?”

Not knowing what’s coming over you or the burning desire for this guy to use you, but you blurt it out without thinking.

Grinning, he grabs you and throws you to the ground, throwing your clothes to the corner of the room as you lie there, hard as a rock, his cock on your face as he grabs your hair.

“You sure you want this, slut?”

Do you?

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