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What the fuck is going on here, she screamed. You have no idea how hard I have tried to pull thing together, make myself be presentable again and now this. You have taken everything away. How dare you, how dare you touch my precious parcel and shove it up your asshole like a lolly that I will never ever lick again.

He had found her in a dark alley. 

“Come.  Give me a kiss."

You are out of your mind you asshole. You promised to give me this and that and that and now you disappear.

She was obviously drunk and confused but kind of sexy. He felt his pants sticking to his crotch, his big and tender crotch which took the shape of a landscape with hills and landforms, every tie he bent down.

“I want you."

She lay, the curve of her bottom off the floor, her knees together. She muttered something about her bullies, her something, her other.

Your name is not Tim, you fucker, your name is Nic, you asshole, hear me, Nic! And you never stop, you just whimper from time to time, but you never stop. You never ever silence. Only when you type; only then you pause momentarily, but you never silence ,you asshole.

Silence. 

Her neck  shivered.  Her flesh.  Warm hands and fingernails.  An overload that made her more distant.

"I want you,”

Julie rose like a cobra from the dert.  (dirt)  - What the hell are you talking about? You think I am a cobra? A fucking snake? YOu are a snake and your tiny penis, you asshole.

“Fuck slut!”

She pulled him closer.   Lips opened like a flower beneath her. 

A smile.  Her lips  began to move.  Her hand lower, towards his thighs. Irrepressibly, he burned.
  She moved pleasingly,  her touch was  pleasure.  The cock  had hardness for the purposes.  Her hand slid over his chest. He was on the ground between her knees.  His constricted cock crazy, It could smell cunt  hovering  an inch away.  He slapped her  twice across the face, adding another for good measure at the sight of her stress.

Julie shifted her cunt  over  nose and lips. 

He waited.

She began to grind herself, clit first, down and around and against his teeth and jaw,  growing to orgasmi fast.

She felt tender throbbing arrive finally,  as  contractions of blood, and muscle.

Love  was binding?

She reversed, and thrust herself down and onto him. 

Wet..

Sweaty.

"I love you, baby," she said.

"I love you,”

How glorious to come, sometimes.

 

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eirini