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Sugarbutch Star: Bad Bad Girl (Sugarbutch Chronicles)
Oct 29th, 2007 by Viviane
Hardening my glance, I moved toward her, thick, keeping distance between us, and she stumbled back, her low heels catching on the uneven pavement, thrusting her hands out behind her but I kept her eyes, kept two fingers on her waist and led her back, back, until she was against the dumpster. She swallowed. It was wider at the top than the bottom, slanting out; she cowered under it a little.I lifted my chin, once. “Hold that.”She did. Lifted her arms to grip the edge of the dumpster. Made a face. “It feels gross.”“Mmm.” You’re getting fucked in an alley behind a dive bar. What do you expect? I thrust my hand between her legs. She wore a tight skirt - I pulled at it, shoved it up her thighs to expose her. Pulled tight against the lacy fabric of her panties and pressed two fingers inside. Smooth. She inhaled, moaned.
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