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“We became very close,” I said solemnly. “She’s also the woman that I slept with, but didn’t have sex.”She nodded. “That’s gotta be a story,” she prompted me. I told her about the last night I’d had in Austin and putting her to bed. “You didn’t take advantage?” she asked with a smirk.“Nah,” I said. “Don’t get me wrong, Rosa is a hot woman, but she’d drawn the line and if she wouldn’t cross it sober, I wouldn’t cross it drunk.”She nodded and patted my cock through the sheet. “Good soldier,” she. Hands grabbed her everywhere. They slowly went up her shorts. Up under her bikini. They pulled her hair. I rubbed myself as I knew she would learn this time.They handled her little body like a rag doll. They flipped her over, removed her belt and whipped her jeanshort covered ass until she cried. I told them hard! At least 10 times. They then turned her over still suspended by her wrists and ankles and kissed and bit her. Mouths bit and bruised her inner thighs and hips. Teeth clamped hard on.

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