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I let out a small gasp of pleasure. I seemed to orgasm over and over until I couldn’t move. I was wearing a very short jean-skirt and a thong so I didn’t need to take anything off, just push it aside. I laid still with my legs open. “Why are you doing this?” I sobbed, my throat was sore from the choking, and my voice came out crackly. The hands roughly held my upper arms and thighs, as well as my ankles. I then bent over; the dewy grass was tickling my breasts as I knelt down spreading my long-thick thighs. I am horny as fuck all the time and I have no where except the shared showers to get off. Withdrawing from me and shooting his semen all over the grass next to me.
