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I
want
to
stiffen
my
legs
,
but
I
can
’
t
move
.
He
’
s
pinning
me
down
,
keeping
up
a
constant
,
slow
,
tortuous
rhythm
.
It
’
s
absolutely
exquisite
.
I
moan
again
,
and
he
moves
suddenly
.
“
Open
your
mouth
,
”
he
commands
,
and
thrusts
his
thumb
in
my
mouth
.
My
eyes
fly
open
,
blinking
wildly
.
“
See
how
you
taste
,
”
he
breathes
against
my
ear
.
“
Suck
me
,
baby
.
”
His
thumb
presses
on
my
tongue
,
and
my
mouth
closes
around
him
,
sucking
wildly
.
I
taste
the
saltiness
on
his
thumb
and
the
faint
metallic
tang
of
blood
.
Holy
fuck
.
This
is
wrong
,
but
holy
hell
is
it
erotic
.
“
I
want
to
fuck
your
mouth
,
Anastasia
,
and
I
will
soon
,
”
his
voice
is
hoarse
,
raw
,
his
breathing
more
disjointed
.
Fuck
my
mouth
!
I
moan
,
and
I
bite
down
on
him
.
He
gasps
,
and
he
pulls
my
hair
tighter
,
painfully
,
so
I
release
him
.
“
Naughty
,
sweet
girl
,
”
he
whispers
,
and
then
reaches
over
to
the
bedside
table
for
a
foil
packet
.
“
Stay
still
,
don
’
t
move
,
”
he
orders
as
he
releases
my
hair
.
He
rips
the
foil
while
I
’
m
breathing
hard
,
my
blood
singing
in
my
veins
.
The
anticipation
is
exhilarating
.
He
leans
down
,
his
weight
on
me
again
,
and
he
grabs
my
hair
,
holding
my
head
immobile
.
I
cannot
move
.
I
’
m
enticingly
ensnared
by
him
,
and
he
’
s
poised
and
ready
to
take
me
once
more
.
“
We
’
re
going
to
go
real
slow
this
time
,
Anastasia
,
”
he
breathes
.
And
slowly
he
eases
into
me
,
slowly
,
slowly
,
until
he
’
s
buried
in
me
.
Stretching
,
filling
,
relentless
.
I
groan
loudly
.
It
feels
deeper
this
time
,
delectable
.
I
groan
again
,
and
he
deliberately
circles
his
hips
and
pulls
back
,
pauses
a
beat
,
and
then
eases
his
way
back
in
.
He
repeats
this
motion
again
and
again
.
It
’
s
driving
me
insane
—
his
teasing
,
deliberately
slow
thrusts
,
and
the
intermittent
feeling
of
fullness
is
overwhelming
.
“
You
feel
so
good
,
”
he
groans
,
and
my
insides
start
to
quiver
.
He
pulls
back
and
waits
.
“
Oh
no
,
baby
,
not
yet
,
”
he
murmurs
,
and
as
the
quivering
ceases
,
he
starts
the
whole
delicious
process
again
.
