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| | | | | Nichy liked being fisted, she liked the feeling of fullness and she liked the after inside of her. She and Tyler did not have time to do what she would have wanted in the bathroom, but he got three fingers inside of her and she could still feel him there. At her desk, she closed [...] | |
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| | | | | Nichy heard her breath deepen as she lie on her side. Gavin's arm was stretched out in possession it felt like, across her body. And she loved it. He had made love to her like a madman. She barely had time to catch her breath when they went to his place. He pulled her hair, [...] | |
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| | | | | He's Got Her - A Poem by Jade A. Waters: "He's got her,/Caught her,/Ensnared her heart and soul in his net/For a lifetime to come" | |
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| | | Chris was the best with a knife. Maybe that's why they always sent him. "Wait, wait. Plea-" The plea morphed into a high pitched cry as Chris drove a six inch serrated knife into the hand bound to the table. Blood oozed out of the wound, painting the wood a dark red color as it ... | ||
