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Chapter 22 by ElvenStrider ElvenStrider

Well... that's not good. How does she make it home? Does her vision get better now?

You’ll see.

Biting her lip, the now fully nude redhead slowly continues her walk into the busy shopping district, praying she’s almost home, struggling to not cover herself with her hands, knowing that, with her level of arousal… she’d most likely end up just masturbating there on the sidewalk if she ended up touching herself at all.

After about fifteen minutes of continuing to walk further from home, deeper into the busy city, being seen by countless people, the **** redhead can’t hold back anymore, barely finding a bench, she sits and begins to rub between her legs, hoping that relieving the pent up arousal will at least help her think better. And at this point.., she doesn’t care who sees.

But right as she was about to finally cum, she hears…. “Melissa?”

Who is it?

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