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Nice refined fella, smart, knows a lot of stuff. “Now stand up straight.” He turned me around and grabbed my crotch again, then squeezed both of my breasts, and stuck one hand down my cleavage. He fucked my mouth faster and faster, choking me, but he didn’t care. “I demand to know what is going on,” I said. And keeps order. Around here we do things a little differently. “But that’s rape!” I almost sobbed. “Believe me, you don’t want this baby up your fuckhole.”
I shuddered, still in a state of shock, but terried he’d carry out his threat to rape me with the baton, or even, GOd forbid, ship me off to some prison to be gangraped every day.
