Chapter Two. At breakfast the next morning, Dexter is still here. I slink in not wanting to meet their eyes, his eyes. Last night, I let this man touch my breasts. Okay, I let his sweaty beer bottle touch and massage my breasts. This middle-aged man saw me naked, well, saw my best assets naked. Other than a hard-on pushing against my ass, this resulted in my mother getting the pounding
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