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I’ive this pussy up?” He pulls his fingers out and rubs my juices over the head of his thick dick

BitingMy pussy walls stretch around hi his size easily because I am so turned on

Once he is fully inside, he guidesso damn full I can’t breathe

“That’s it, sweetheart, take your time, ride it out You wanna cum already, don’t you?”

“I’ Tricky doesn’t have any use for irls who conored by hiusts me My husband is a repulsive bastard

Without warning this sensualbehind me when all the sudden I hear another etting fucked right now? What the fuck are you doing”

“Smile pretty for my friend, Star” I look over my shoulder to see a man’s chest with a Jacks Devil cut on Shit! It can’t be Fuck This dude is awhy I aht now I havematters to worry about

“Oh

“Relax,” he says, kissing ood, but he’s fucking video calling Tricky’s enemy—my Goddamned Uncle I am in deep shit “Happy,ure why not irls yourthem”

“I don’t knohat you’re talking about,” I lie, trying to disguise nizes me and can hearto protect uy, Prospect, hell, I don’t even know his na my sweet spot “Oh Ahh” I pant

“I’ll fuck it out of you, but if you lie to ain, I won’t let you cum”

Shaking my head, I try to think, but its da my body like a damn fiddle I could tell theet rid of my husband for me But if they fail and Tricky finds out, I’m a dead woman

Life was never easy for hter of a clubwhore I never kneho h I felt like I wasn’t even kept hidden fro that ht to do—stay hidden Instead my mom flaunted me around the clubhouse in front of all the club etting h the reports say it was a robbery gone wrong Supposedly my father was a biker I just never knehich one My ht, but she died before that day ever came

My Uncle took o into the system, but I sure as fuck wasn’t wanted in his home His wife and kidsI stood for Can’t say I blame them, but I was a kid, it wasn’t my fault my mother was a whore I don’t even know if Happy was really related to me or if Uncle Happy was just what I had always called him I didn’t feel much like his blood relation with the way his wife and kids treated me

As soon as I turned eighteen, I took off and never looked back, except it see my mother’s footsteps Only difference is, I’m an Old Lady, and not just a clubwhore I hate this life, but at least it’s better than the shit shoould have still been living if I had stayed at my Uncle Happy’s home