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My poor ass
“Lay down.” He murmured barely audible. She obeyed, laying on her back and he got up kneeling over her. He flipped her on her stomach, rubbing his hands up and down her body. She quivered and her breath came in gasps. She wanted this but was afraid. “Ready?” he whispered in her ear. She nodded, still quivering. He tilted her head up gently and tore off three strips of duct tape off the roll that was sitting on the bed stand. After wiping off any spit that might have been on her lips, he put...