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Chapter 11 by wicker wicker

Hayley's day?

A Humiliated Hayley

Hayley quickly realized her slacks were down at her knees. She turned bright red and bent over to pull them up. Try as she might, she found for some reason she could not pull up her slacks. "The fuck?" she muttered.

"Hey, aren't you Hayley..." said John.

Before he could say her last name, Hayley had he orgasm and loudly brayed like a donkey. Her eyes went wide and she could not believe what happened. "Spank me, fuck me, make me squeal!" she managed to blurt out.

"Really, I can't believe it!" said John, playing along. "The famous Hayley..."

"EEEE-YAWWW!"

"...wants me to spank her, fuck her, and make her squeal? Are you serious?"

"Spank me, fuck me, and make me squeal!" said Hayley again as she tried in vain to lift her slacks. She finally gives up and tries to shuffle off towards someplace more private.

what happens next?

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