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The “Got What I Asked For Blues”

Chapter 2 by MySecretDesire MySecretDesire

I craved attention, so like I was employed in the oldest profession, I put on in a tight, short skirt, new heels that hurt, and I went our last night to hunt.

A stranger with bad intentions, bent me over with his erection, and this morning I’ve a very sore cunt!

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