He pushed me up against the wall and un-zipped my dress.
I was nervous- didn't want to do this but I had no choice.
He stuck his hand in my panties and tried to massage my clit- his finger's felt more like sand paper. I fake moaned if I didn't he would keep doing it longer until I did.
He turned me round so I was facing him and unzipped his trousers. He put his dick inside me. It felt horrible- like someone was pumping a dry fist inside of me.
"Who's better?" he murmed
"What...."
"WHO'S FUCKING BETTER ME OR Millie!" He was always jealous of Millie. He knew that we were in love and that's something he could never have.
Millie was gental and kind. Even when we used hand cuffs she made sure that she wasn't being too rough. But this sociopath of a man would never even get close to being like Millie.
"O-of c-course you" I murmed
"Good, I'm going to keep going this until you orgasm but this time you can't fake it. "
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One Night
Mystery / ThrillerMillie goes to a party with her girlfriend but she can't remember what happens. What happens next is a mystery...
