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Chapter 11 by Javalar Javalar

Nothing happens at work.

You arrive home.

After dinner, Dave makes a move again. You did agree that "tomorrow" was a viable option, you remember. And as he kisses you and his hands carress your body, you feel your passion slowly returning.

You grab his hands, climb the stairs and lock the door. Then you undress him quickly, and pull him closer to you, into your bed. You roll around happily, excited, aroused by each other.

Then, suddenly, he grabs your wrists, and pins them into the mattress, over your head. "I want to fuck you rough, baby!", he whispers hoarsly into your ears.

How do you react?

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