I looked her in the eye and she, in silence, turned her back on me.
That bothered me a bit until I noticed a slight swaying of her hips.
I wanted you to look at something else even better than your beautiful eyes.
I knew he was showing off his secret weapon, that no one could see, wrapped in that tight silk dress.
My hands stretched out to caress that hidden treasure.
It was something very firm, very taut and very pliable.
I sighed next to his ear, gave him a kiss on the nape of the neck and whispered: 'slut'...
She smiled and let herself be done with, while my hands now rose and fell.
I pushed her against the wall and she rested her hands there. She was still silent.
I rolled up my skirt on my waist and put on those leather straps.
I told him we would try out a new toy and that he was going to love it.
Finally he spoke, to ask if it would hurt him like that, without lubricant.
He told her that whores never hurt and smiled accordingly.
I pushed my hips forward and enjoyed seeing her open her sensual lips in a grimace of pain; no sound came out of her mouth.
Again she had deceived me, I thought, as I started to push with more strength. It didn't matter to me anymore that it hurt her; someday she would learn...
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