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He ordered. I didnt move. I said get up! he yanked my hair and my arm at the same time making me cry out. Im not playin with you Kylie. Why do you mak... me hurt you worse than you need to be? he asked rhetorically, slamming my body bent over onto the table. I felt my face press against cards. He grabbed my hands and kept them pinned against my back with one hand, and with his other, began pulling my panties down roughly underneath my skirt, and despite my legs being tightly clenched together. He finished his meal, grabbed his keys and set off to meet Sarah. He pulled up outside the house, the last thing he wanted to do was to walk through that door but he knew he had to. His heartbeat raised, he could feel his pulse getting faster as he approached the door. He knocked on the door and a few seconds later Sarah answered. She greeted him in regular clothes, nothing like the outfits she usually posts pictures of online. She had a pair of jeans on, training shoes and a hooded jumper.. More

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