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Chapter 17 by Yellowjacket7 Yellowjacket7

What's next?

She won't take no for an answer

"I... I can't give you my shirt." James stammers trying to pull it down to cover his cock.

You release some of your control of Karen, whose emotions suddenly begin to run riot. This little punk staring at her almost naked body, his cum still dripping off her tits, and she see's red.

With a guttural roar of rage Karen launches herself at him, crossing the distance between the pair of them within seconds and grabbing at his shirt, trying to pull it up over his head.

James lets out a little scream as this near naked woman grabs at him, his shirt rising and he tries to push her off, only succeeding in momentarily grabbing at her tits, but his hands slide off, covered in his own spunk. His flaccid cock suddenly begins to twitch again as her bare stomach rubs against it in their fumble, James trying to desperately keep hold of his shirt while Karen tries to pull it off of him.

What's next?

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