"I don't want you to touch me! I want to go home." My body answers differently; my breath quickens, back arches, and head falls back against the wall and lolls to the side. He presses closer and I feel his rigid shaft against my leg. I try to squirm away. "You don't want me," I tried to convince him. "My husband has trouble getting in me, and he's not as big as you. He says I'm too tight sometimes...and that I tighten back up too quickly after making love. You really should find someone else, and I swear I won't say anything to anybody about this."
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Oh, I will be alright, just use me...The future's bright without me...
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