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He tucks himself back into his pants, and gives your leash a slight tug, indicating that it's time to continue the walk home. You follow close behind, your head hung low. Your body is still shaking from the forced encounter, and you can't help but feel a sense of shame and humiliation as you walk down the busy sidewalk. You can feel the sticky warmth of his cum still on your tongue, and you can't help but feel a sense of disgust as you realize what happen. You're not sure how much more of this you can take.