She did not know whether it was strength or stupidity, leaving behind her scary nameless stranger, her great edifice of masculinity and his―well―great edifice of masculinity. But to say what he did, to disrespect her as he had, to fly in the face of everything she believed, everything that defined her as a… a…She walked rapidly, foolish in her ruined angelic outfit, taking any turn she came to without thinking, choking back tears. She was a church-goer, a believer, she taught Sunday School, for Heaven’s sake. She’d worked the sex thing out her own way―it was fine in a committed relationship, married or otherwise. Just as long as it was part of something greater. Not quite the orthodox line, but it was the idea to which she clung. What she didn’t do was go to hedonistic parties and have cheap sex with strangers. With stupid, arrogant strangers. Stupid, arrogant strangers with great slavering tongues and huge hard-ons and… Shit, he was following her…Was he? Following her?She looked. Biting one lip, I begged her to go further down, but she just shook her head and began to take off her own blouse. Realising what she was doing, I help her unbutton it and hurriedly threw to the ground. Focusing on her breasts, I unclipped her bra and squeezed it with licked fingers. She gave her own quiet moan, and gave off a consuming odour, one that just made me want more. “Please, Muji chan, I need you inside of me!” “Fine then, only once will I finsh you off this quickly, next time, it will be quite different.” “Please!” I moaned out loud. She tugged on my skirt and threw it to the ground, along with my soaking wet panties. “Please!” Her soft fingers entered me, I moaned louder than I have before. She pumped her hand in and out of my body, and with a moan from her mouth I saw her other hand was busy with her own regions. Staring into each other’s eyes, we both began to climax. We both shook as the orgasm overwhelmed us, adding to the pleasure. In unison, we screamed as it.
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