I grin as I see what you are wearing underneath the dress. As your hands come up, trying to cover yourself. But the are shaking so much from the drug that you almost tug down your own bra. I grab your dress and pull at it. Hearing the fabric tear in my hand, going from the top down to the hemline.
"Do you want to go face to face or would you prefer doggie?" I ask with a laugh.
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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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