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I stopped on an upswing One of her cries had been a touch beyond frantic and into panicked

"Toohad stopped She just lay shaking under me

I could have used an answer

Without one, I reverted back to awhile I held her in place and worked h and steady

I watched my ck pull out of her, then force back in, ed in an effort to keep fro my pace

I tried my best, but she wasn’t with me when I bottomed out and spilled deep inside of her

I pulled out, and she writhed, unfulfilled as though she hadn’t coue

I didn’t even require recovery ti froain

I flipped her onto her stomach, and held her in place withher spine

I tried to push her sweatshirt up out of my way, just below her shoulder blades, but she tucked her arms and kept it in place

Even in a nearly aveto hide from me?

I had no notion what it could be, but I was bound and determined to find out

"Get on your hands and knees," I ordered, voice roughened with need

With treasps she co erection digging into her ass

She bowed her spine, swinging her hps to push her ass back againsther sweatshirt up and over her head, so her back was completely bared to me She didn’t have tiht away, the discoloration of it catching my eye

It frozefrantically

Just on the edge of her shoulder, about the size of a dime, was a healed over pink wound I knehat it was because it unshot wound

Another one, a fresher one It had to be just a fewa slow, torturous roll inside h the ansas obvious