Addiction

Addiction

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"Came back for more I see" he said as he Locked the door and loosen his tie" "I can't do this anymore" I said imagining the wonderful days I've had forgetting my problems "what do you mean?" He sat next to me putting his hand on my inner thigh and started to rub his hand upward. I stopped him and got up. "This!! I came to you to stop my addiction... Not enforce it." Monica Enough and she only hoped moving to a new town and new friends would change that. But it only got worse. With her mother trying to get better with her drinking addiction being out every night leaving her alone with her stepfather. He's sexually making passes at her and she's scared. With her secret affair with her bestfriend Chelsea and other affair with her help of trying to get better ... Her therapist . Well Monica ever over come her addiction? "Hot" "Sexy" "Intensed" "Thriller"
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"Like I said... you want me." I stepped towards the door and looked back. I'll be leaving now, you know staying the hell away from you like you "wanted" ". I turned around and looked at him. He stalked towards me angrily. I placed my hand on his hard muscular chest. "Try to forget me now." I smirked deciding to mess him up further. "I'm soaking wet, and you made that happen." I trailed my hand down his chest and reached into my short and touch my soaking p***y and pulled it out. I waved my finger in front of his face showing his the evidence. He grabbed my hand, stopping my movement. He looked me dead in eyes and stuck my finger in his mouth; he closed his eyes sucking my finger clean. He slowly took my finger out, his jaw clinching. And what he said, hit me right to my aching core. "You taste so fucking good. I could eat you all day and never get enough. Let me..fuck! So fucking delicious! I need more!" He dropped to his knees in front of me. Well shit just got real.

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