When he didn't, she bent over and picked up her clothes and his coat and jeans, making a neater pile and placing it on the arm of the chair and she sa... in it. She looked down at the coffee table, knowing that she would have to get rid of it in order to reclaim her life once he left her for good. All she could think about and feel was the first time he raped her when she looked at the clear glass. She hated it. She hated his filthy shirt on her and his cum that was surely staining her. ‘YOU GOD DAMN FUCKING DYKE! I HOPE YOU AND YOUR GIRLFRIEND ARE HAPPY NOW!’ I yelled back toward the house. I burned rubber down the block seeing Mrs. Anderson standing there with her hand over her mouth as Gina came out the front door holding a towel to her front. As soon as I made the corner I settled down to the speed limit and grinned all the way back into town. I wonder if in her haste she remembered she still had that dildo shoved up her ass? The comical part of the last few months was. More

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