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Chapter 8 by mack2028 mack2028

What is wrong?

Marc

Hands grip your hips and you stumble. Panic grips your heart as you frantically try to stand up and find yourself sprawled helplessly on the slick tiles. Something hard presses against your ass as someone gathers up your hair and whispers in your ear "Hey doll don't freak out it is just me." The voice of the largest boy you were playing with, Marc, tries calming you down without too much success given the situation. He is an enormous black athlete that goes to your school, you can feel how strong he is through his bare skin touching you. His heartbeat pulses through his cock as it hardens against you.

It takes you this long to realize that you haven't actually said anything since he appeared. Maybe you should take some kind of action?

Something? Anything girl!

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