Awkward.

Awkward.

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WpMetadataReadComplete Thu, Apr 10, 2014<5 mins
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"So, how do you wanna do this" She asked, standing on the opposite side of the room. I shrugged in response, taking off my shirt and throwing it on a chair "Whoa, what are you doing?" She pressed on, shielding her eye's with her hands as you would when the sun comes into view "Umm, You do know there's no way out of this. So we might as well get it over with" The way she sauntered to the side of the bed and sat down told me that she was stalling "What are you so afraid of anyways?" I question, laying down and looking towards her way. She sighed and layed down next to me, but she didn't turn my way. "Do you ever feel like you want to do something and at the same time you know you shouldn't, but you know the consequences if you do so you kind of wing it till it actually happens?" I thought about her question for a bit, then answered her. "No, not really. I just do it not really giving a shit what happens next" I choke out a laugh even though that was the total wrong answer to give "Well you just branded that you're a complete asshole" she huffed "You're not the first to think that" was my only comeback. We sat there in silence as the wind outside picked up. I was just about to call it a night when she opened her mouth "Well this is Awkward"
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This feels so wrong, I can't help but think as I'm perched on the edge of her desk, my legs spread wide as my knuckles turn white from gripping the edge so tightly as she sucks and bites at my inner thighs as I whimper. Her hands hold my thighs far apart, biting harder whenever I try to snap my legs shut, ignoring my whimpers for her to stop. I know she's used to doing this but I'm not. Especially not in a place so public as her office. People are almost constantly coming and going from it. I know she locked the door when she pinned me against it earlier and began smashing her lips against mine, slipping her tongue in to play with mine but I'm still anxious that someone will disturb us. My fingers grip into her hair as I pull her face away from my inner thighs, her eyes playfully glancing up at me as she notices the tomato-coloured flush covering my face. "What's wrong, lovely?" She teasingly whispers, her hands continuing to play with my thick thighs. "Come on, tell daddy what's wrong." "I'm not really comfortable..." I utter making her arch a beautiful brow. "Oh, I'm sure when I'm fucking you that'll be the last of your worries," she chuckles, standing up so that she can lean over me as one of her hands slithers around my waist to support me as I lean away from her. Without any warning she rubs her large bulge against me making a muffled moan leave my lips. She kisses and sucks at my neck, definitely going to leave hickeys as I try to resist. "Just relax for me, love. I promise I'll be gentle."For some reason I don't believe her, especially as her fingers begin to roughly rub my sensitive bundle of nerves with a sly smile. "Just enjoy the feeling. I'll make sure to take care of you if you pass out." *** Haelyn doesn't recall anything before she woke up in the middle of nowhere, her body in pain and feeling...different. She has no clue as to what happened to her until she finally can look at her new reflection.

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