Chick from the bar

Chick from the bar

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WpMetadataReadContenu pour adultesTerminé jeu., juin 18, 202023m
I don't have this story planned out at all but "Then she touched me for the first time setting her hand on my cheek before she walked away and I had my first clear and sober thought since 8:00 P.M. Mate. Then she left and I took another shot." I said I wouldn't start another but I really like the idea so as usual the cover is the main girl her name is Kaylah
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"With what I want to do to you, I want your full consent" she said, her voice steady yet inviting. As she spoke, she picked up a glass and filled it with water, the liquid glistening in the light. She approached me with the glass in hand, her gaze unwavering as she offered it to me, a silent promise of respect and understanding in her gesture. Are you sure of your surroundings?" I nodded, though the truth was that my heart was racing in my chest like a wild animal. "Use your words, Tee Rak," she urged, and I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks. It's just a pet name, I told myself, but there was something about the way she looked at me that made my pulse quicken even more. "Yes," I managed to stammer, my mind racing. "Do you know what we are about to do?" she continued, her gaze piercing through me as if searching for answers. "Yeah... Yeap... I mean yes," I replied, my words tumbling out in a clumsy rush. What was happening to me? I am a lawyer, confident and articulate, accustomed to navigating complex conversations and arguments. Yet here I was, stumbling over my own words, feeling a blush creep across my face, jeez what am I a schoolgirl whose crush proposed. "In the next five minutes I'm gonna be intense so if you don't think you can handle you're free to leave, but if you stay you still have the right to stop at any time" I should probably leave, every fiber in my being is screaming at me to run for it, but my last brain cell is curious of what this beautiful woman wants to do with me, no scratch that do to me because the way her eyes changed with the pupil dilating and the way she's looking at me like she is a predator and I'm her prey and she's going to devour me if I do not leave "but I would love you to stay, please." she added. The sensible part of me that wants to leave immediately died after hearing her say please and beg. "Get on all four"

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