“Start it over.” I panted. “What?” “Start it over so they can’t hear us!” I demanded. He slid a hand off of my hip, started the washer ...p again and then slid it back on. The room was getting even hotter and sweat was all over my face, neck and breasts. I needed out. But this was too good. He then turned me around, sat me on the counter top and seductively spread my legs. I propped my left up on the window sill and held my right up. Sliding into me, he deeply kissed me with his lusciously. I wonder... He kisses me. In my mouth. He can. He deserves it. He can fuck me if he wants to. I don't care. I need fucking. My poor fucking tits!What the fuck have I let him do to me? I know and I am so happy.I let him hurt me so bad.I ask him his name. Why the fuck did I do that? I don't want to know his name. He's my torturer. I don't want him to be a person I sort of know. 'Steve'What sort of a name is Steve?I didn't need to know his name. Now he wants to know mine. Fuck.I shouldn't have. More

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