It went on for a very long time. Never in my life had I felt so powerless. The pungent smell of his sweat was overpowering. For some reason the aro...a was oddly pleasant. Eventually I managed a single word-- "Please." I said it again but it wasn't enough. He made me spell it, "P-l-e-a-s-e." Afterward, I was on all fours gasping as he stood over me. I managed to seat myself on a large rock. He said, "You're ashamed, I can tell. Ashamed 'cause I can whup you so easy."I did not respond. I. I need you in me ..."Anne stared in horror as, while George screamed, Julian rolled on top of her contorted blood soaked body, with his jeans around his ankles, and vigorously thrust his pelvis against hers. He stifled her already weakening screams by pressing his lips over hers and forcing his tongue into her blood and vomit filled mouth. Yet George was holding him to her to make sure he didn't pull away. By the time Anne turned her head away in disgust George had thrown her arms aside. I still blow several of those guys I started with to this day. I sometimes picked up strangers at bars when I went out and I would blow them in their car or we would get a motel room. Then one night a few years ago I was extremely horny.It was a rare that I didn't have a cock at all that day. I went out to a bar with one thing on my mind, find a guy and blow him. That night I met Clark, we started talking and after a while I got up the nerve to ask him what I was there for.Nervously I asked,.
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