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I gulped, remembering. The questions had both startled and intrigued me. I'd fought against reading them all. Answering them, even in my head. Afraid of what they'd reveal about myself.
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They had also been very persuasive when I was trying to decide on the piercings. I could see that they sported similar but more elaborate hardware than what I had chosen. One of the guys said it was a relief they didn't have to hide their secret anymore. They didn't even stop fucking while I gathered my stuff.
And then the vibrator started up again. I'd heard the steady humming before I felt the plastic tip move along the outside of my pussy, but my body still jerked as though I'd been electrocuted. Although it was useless, I clawed at the cushion under me again. Tried to dig my feet into the other end of the couch.
Twice more, he alternated between touching the toy to my clit and just the outside of my swollen pussy, pulling away right when I was on the edge.
Please understand, I was a different guy back then. Still searching for my identity. Fresh out of college and looking to rebel from my proper upbringing, I went overboard. " My chin trembled in his fingertips. His eyes had lost some of their spark, and his smile had fallen.
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To be her maid of honor. I couldn't understand why since you didn't seem like best friends. That's when she said you'd been very close since high school. Until a year ago.
I couldn't help it. I didn't mind if he held it in place or I could use my own hand. But when I could only use my concentration. He must be dreaming.
I reached out to Chris who handed me the bottle I'd left on the counter by the sink. The water was warm now, but it was wet and helped my dry throat. "I don't think-" Dirk started.
I held up my hand, and Chris said, "She's not done.