I didn’t want to leave and yet I didn’t want to stay. To see her like this was almost too much. She was a beautiful woman in the prime of her life... Now, she was battered and bloodied in some horrible accident and I only wanted her to get better. I didn’t know what to do. ‘Let’s go back to the motel, John. I need to phone Sarah and you need to phone your parents. The doctor is sure nothing will change in the next day or so. We can come back tomorrow. Let’s go,’ he implored. I nodded. He was. "Seventh grade?!?!? Oh my Jesus. And then the horrible truth dawned on me. "Jared, you can't possibly still feel that way." Why not?" he asked, confused."Because you know the truth! For four years, you've had a crush on an illusion! A fake, a fraud, a girl who hides behind anything she can get her hands on!" Let me ask you a question," he said. "When you cried on my shoulder yesterday, was that a fake?" No. Not even a little bit," I admitted, very softly."And what I saw in your eyes during it?. Burning her clit….. aaaaahhhhhhhh" Shescreamed, and they both climaxed again. Afterwards, they smoke a cigarette, passing them from one to the other. Ajoint, which he had provided. "Ever thought of turning them into action? Your fantasies." "Yes. But I haven't. Not because of moral scruples, fuck it, I would do anythingto pleasure myself. But getting away with my fantasies…… abduction,rape, torture, killings….. not easy in practice. I could have done itin Nazi Germany, but in Britain? No way.. Callum felt it too and gripped my throat tighter as his cock jack-hammered away inside me.He groaned in my ear and bit my lobe, teasing me. “I’m going to fill my little slut up with Daddy’s cum, is that what you want?” I nodded and pushed back against him, my orgasm approaching. He bit my ear sharply, “Say it, you little whore. Tell me you want Daddy’s cum to fill you and ooze out of your used pussy.” I moaned and looked at him in the mirror, my eyes pleading with him. “Please Daddy, please cum.
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