The hooker 🥵🤤
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Last published Sat, Jun 20, 2020
You job was a hooker you just slept with a bunch of hot guys and that one guy you first did it with you just wanted to fuck Him for hours and hours
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"Why the mask?" he asked. I kept quiet as he moved his hand to my hair. He untied my hair and let the hair band fall on the ground. "Why are you touching me? I'm a whore, right?" I asked as I stared at him, right in the eyes. He stared back at me and didn't answer. Didn't he just call me a whore? He buried his face back in my neck and lightly blow on my face. That felt good. Damn good. When his lips made contact with my skin, i bit my lips to stop a moan. I could feel his hands letting my wrists free. My hands fell on his shoulders. My eyes were closed as I concentrated on the feelings that I was getting. What the hell was he doing to me? Two persons. Two different worlds. Domination or submission? Relationship? What happens when two persons get into a thrilling, confusing and intense relationship? Love or hatred? Read to find out!
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