"You heard me!" "Lift." "My." "Skirt." "And." "Fuck." "Me." Each word punctuated with a daring prod to his hard chest. She knew what she was doing. He knew what she was doing. Turning her around, hand in her hair, over the desk, skirt up, his hand landing hard on her ass. Then thrusting and fucking and pounding and using. Her words haunting her in the best possible way as she screamed
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