Something wasn’t right, I reached up and touched the skin on my face, it felt tight and cracked beneath my finger as I talked to myself. I look down. I gasp, my eyes go wide. I see blood, a lot of blood. "What the fucking hell!" I shoot up, oh my head. It's still fuzzy, throbbing. "It was just a dream. It was all a dream wasn’t it? What the hell happened?" I look around. On my hand is what's left of my cat ear knuckle weapon. "Note to self, don't buy the plastic one next time." I see a trail of blood leading out the door. I get up to realize my panties were missing. They weren't on me nor were they on the floor. "Crap, I really liked those panties." My sarcasm was quickly cut off by reality. Oh shit, oh shit, I realized I wasn't dreaming and was drugged, raped, and had attacked someone, someone who really was in my home. The blood led me down my hallway blood smeared on the walls. I was careful to stay clear of the blood trail, I watched a lot of investigation shows, I knew not to. Eight inches of Chris throbbed for my icy hands to comfort them, and after everything that he had done for me I had to do this for him.I slid my hand up and down on it slowly, letting Chris passionately kiss me on the lips as I did. My god he was a good kisser - nobody had kissed me as well as him. Love was all he needed to be perfect. If he could know what love was, feel it… then he would be an angel. I tightened my fingers, brushed the ice cool fingers up and down, marveling at his cock as I gave him my second hand job.One of his hands gently released my fingers from his dick and he took it into his own hand. He let our skin touch, our bodies touch, and he carefully aligned his thick shaft… He teased me for a couple more seconds, but both of us wanted this badly enough for him to be serious and not get carried away. He brushed the head of his cock around the lips, letting me groan and moan and arch into him.“Shhhh…” He barely touched his lips to mine, but I felt like liquid fire.
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