Then she let go of my hair and struck me in the face with an open palm. Old habits died hard, and I had almost a year’s worth of killing to do. It wasn’t like I’d taken away her car or changed the locks on the door of her house. Read 40962 times |
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I proceeded with several more blows, and each one was rewarded by a bellow of outrage from Bobbi. I glanced down at her neck and shoulder where I’d left several welts and bite marks to mark my territory. Her entire crotch glistened with arousal; her mons and vulva were a bit more prominent than Jessica’s or Helen’s, making her entire pussy look more pronounced and puffy. “Safe?” she panted, confused in what I imagined was quite a mind fog.
