She knows she must get away. It’s been a couple o’ months since I dragged the old tart into the uni-sex rest-room stall round the back o’ the mall and gave her one. xx video “Nope. er …. “Seeing as you’s in such a good humour today, I need a favour.”
“Yeah. Because she asked “why?” Why have I pulled her strings and exposed this hidden moral weakness? Tugging again, urgent to get her hand free. “She can wait half an hour, can’t she?”
I allow her only half a second to ponder
“Well, can’t she?” I bark for an answer. “No, not her, please don’t do this,” pleads my goddess with hurt in her eyes. “’Cos I’m gonna take you out back and rape you, and I want your sex wet and ready when I do.”
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