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“I hope I didn’t cause you any real pain? I have no clue what came over me.” He placed a soft kiss on the mark and this time she couldn’t contain the small moan that rushed past her lips.Chuckling against her skin, he whispered, “So, now I know you can at least make noise.”She smiled, nodding her head yes. At this point she couldn’t have spoken even if he’d commanded her too. The lump in her throat was too large.“You didn’t answer my original question. Did I cause you any pain?”While she’d been lost in thought, he’d come around to face her. She couldn’t see it, but his face was concerned, thoughtful.“Um no!” she said suddenly on snapping out of her lust-filled thoughts. “No pain, no pain at all!”Her legs felt slightly weak and she wobbled. Moving forward, he caught her up and set her in a chair. She sank in, inhaling his scent mixed with fine leather.“Open your eyes.”For a moment, just a split half of a second, she thought of refusing him. Curiosity won out over doubt. It actually. Eventually, the pair came to a dead end. The Cobras chuckled as they slowly approached. “Out of places to run and that camera isn’t much of a weapon,” the Alley Viper mocked. “Come over here and I will beat you with my fists!” Scoop yelled angrily. “I got a better idea. I’ll come over and beat you senseless,” the Alley Viper laughed, but stopped short of moving when the wall behind the Joes opened up. “Yo Joe!” Stalker yelled as he started firing, forcing the Cobras to hid behind some rock. “Scoop! Let’s go!” Lady Jaye shouted as she turned and ran toward Stalker. “LADY JAYE!!” Scoop shouted as he saw the Alley Viper aim his weapon and fire. Within seconds, Scoop’s camera broke into pieces as a bullet ripped through it. Scoop then bumped into Lady Jaye’s back by the force of the bullet. “Scoop!” Lady Jaye yelled as she saw blood on the rocks beneath Scoop. “Get him out of.
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Pressing the head of his cock to my entrance, he looked me in the eyes. I smiled up at him and nodded for him to continue. He pushed it in slowly and carefully, watching my reaction. I felt it stretching my pussy open as the head went it. I gasped and whimpered and closed my eyes. Once the head was in, he held it there, allowing me to get adjusted to the size of it before pressing further. Still holding himself up with one arm, he caressed my cheek and kissed my lips. He slowly pushed in further, my pussy clenched tight around his thick cock. He had three inches in, slowly working it in and out, his breathing quickened as did mine. My pussy relaxed a little, allowing him to go deeper. He pushed a little deeper, still working in and out of it slowly and carefully. The head of his cock pressed against my hymen and he stopped, looking me in the eyes then lowering his lips to mine. We gently kissed as he lowered his hips to mine, wrapping his arms around my back. He pushed through my.

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