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s I dropped the towel.
He blushed. I'd never seen a guy blush all the way from his head to his
nuts. It's quite a sight. I smiled to myself when his buddies chuckled.
"She's got your number, Mark," one of them said. "If that's the way she
wants it, I can live with it."
"OK, OK, you pricks. If that's it, that's it. Just remember who isn't
gonna be getting sloppy seconds," Mark replied. Turning to me, he said "Get
on your knees next to the bed, bend over, and lean your arms on it."
I started to comply, and then had a nasty thought. I turned to look at
him, and past him to the rest of them. "Make sure you aim right. Don't let
your habits get the best of you, because the first guy who tries to put his
cock in my ass is going to have it ripped off." I was pleased to see a
couple of their faces take on a very thoughtful look.
I got into the position Mark had demanded, and then had to wait while
someone ran downstairs for a padded footstool, since in that position my
pussy was several inches too low for them to get at. When he returned, I
knelt on the stool, and Mark approached me again.
"That's better," I heard him say, just before I was rammed f
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