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Brad was very gentlemanly & protective of me all evening, dressed smartly in a pair of loose fitting trousers & tight fitting shirt showing off his muscles, i was rubbing his enormous cock as soon as we got in the car kissing, arriving at the pub he begged me to stop before he shot his load, it had the desired effect, as we walked into the pub restaurant with my micro skirt just below the cheeks of my ass & his swinging cock visible to all we were shown to a table by a nice looking waitress, i could see where her eyes kept looking & felt very proud & happy that it would all be mine tonight, when she came back with our drinks Brad enquired if the had a vacancy for a double room for the night, she went off to ask her father the proprietor returning with a smile & said OK , she took our order for food & wine & left us to our drinks, he complimented me on how i looked, sliding his hand up my thigh & looking into my eyes putting his lips to mine parting them with his tongue then saying it. His words kept replaying in her head. She felt sick, violated, confused. Her world, her aspirations, everything she'd worked hard for had been brutally taken away from her. Why? How? These questions kept running through her mind over and over again but with no answers.She desperately wanted to go to the police, but the chief was a well known family friend of Seth's. No-one would believe her; instead they'd arrest her for wasting police time. Maddy then and there decided that she would have to remain quiet and get on with her life if she wanted to survive living here. Moving away wasn't an option she could afford. She laughed a bitter laugh. Where was the fairness?The pain between her legs was unbelievable, she was sure he'd damaged her permanently. Unable to close them, she remained where she was until she could manage to crawl to the bathroom to get a wet towel to wipe off the drying cum-mixed blood that had slid down her legs. Every touch inflamed the burning pain, she was sure.
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Without warning she rolled onto her back, and that short skirt had moved up enough that I was able to actually peek up there, between her legs a bit. It was dark with shadow, I couldn't see any detail at all, but still I felt my cock swell behind the fly of my no-iron Dockers. I lowered myself even more, making sure I was out of her sight. But as I watched, it became clear to me that she was looking straight at me. I wasn't invisible, in the least. She stared at me as I tried to stay out of sight in the bottom half of the window. Her eyes burned into mine as a small grin formed on her pinkish lips, and my jaw dropped as she tugged her skirt up past her hips, giving me a full view of her fuzzy muff.I stood right up; hell, she was quite aware of me. My hand went into my pants and I began a slow rub with my thumb over my damp cockhead. She smiled bigger now, and her legs parted seductively, somewhat slowly like an elevator door. Now I could see all her gorgeous fuscia folds, and her.

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