Such a stupid question, because I have no desire to kill, merely to take what I want from you. But it is the fear that is keeping you docile, letting me play with your body. I need to keep it alive, while not making you do anything stupid out of desperation. Placing my hand on your thigh, I slide it up under your skirt. THe feel of your leggings over firm thighs is amazing.
"Only if you make me angry." I reach with a free hand and cup your chin, turning your face to mine. "You wouldn't want to make me angry when we are getting along so well, would you?" With a little laugh I grip the inside of your thigh roughly, pulling and tearing the leggings.
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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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