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" Melissa moaned as her head tilted backwards. I lifted her off the ground. She closed her eyes as my lips met hers. I nibbled at her lower lip as her...hands reached around my waist, pulling our hips together in a grinding swarm of tiny pushes. Short staccato gasps punctuated her arousal as her hungry clit found the head of my cock and she began rocking herself on it's bulge. Melissa moaned loudly as she felt the length of my cock rub her clit, then up her tummy as I set her back down. I pulled. I cried out and bit hard on my lip, I wanted to beg him to stop but something was telling me to let him carry on, like something wanted me to let him do this. Was I mad? No. I was just his slut, his dirty little young slut that he could use for whatever he wanted. He finger slowly pushed into my ass hole, and he just left it there, as he kissed up my back. Gently pushing it in and out, he began to whisper what a dirty little slut I was, what a whore I was, how I belonged to him now. I nodded. More

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