"I'll stop. When you make me or when you're dead." Biting down ito your shoulder, tasting yout blood mingling with mine. As my hands continue to grind you down. Digging your face into the floor. Over and over. "Frankly, I don't goce a damn which."
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I love it when a girl talks dirty. My favorites are, No, Stop, Please, and You're Hurting me.
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