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She was dripped wet with the bed sheet also soaked in her wetness. There was such a sigh of relief when I entered her and mercilessly fucked her. I ba...ged her hard like she was a roadside whore. She was also enjoying it and asking for more.Both of us were close to orgasm and that’s when I realized that we are not using any protection. She gave me an angry look while she was approaching her orgasm. She warned me she will kill me if I stopped. She asked me to cum in her and she will take care of. Brett was not even on my radar this year. My junior year had goals that he would only get in the way of. I will not allow myself to earn the “slut reputation” at the first party of my junior year. No drunken-easy-girl here.“Oh, Angela.”Startled that he had actually said my real name, for the first time in a long time. I turned my face away, looking out the open door to the hallway. I tugged at his wrist, but his fingers were engaged.He kissed my neck and repeated, “Oh, Angela.”I could have gone. More

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