Page 42 of Talk Dirty to Me


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I want you to imagine you're looking straight into the Devil's eyes while you're pinching your nipples...

My world starts to spin out of order as I stare at the large-scale version of myself on the screen.

I can see it in your face...

You're close to cumming.

'Wanton' is the only way to describe the expression on my face, and when I think about the Devil seeing me like this—-

Make that finger inside of you move.

Don't push deeper.

Just draw small fucking circles inside of you.

Imagine it's my finger exploring the secret places of your cunt.

That's it, yes, that's fucking it.

Get really fucking nasty and cum for me, Sheena.

Cum for me.

I'm not sure how long my orgasm last this time. It felt like an eternity to be honest, but at the same time, it also felt like it wasn't long enough.

All I know is that by the time he tells me I'm free to go, my legs feel like jelly under me, and my fingers are all thumbs as I struggle to retie my apron.

I feel like I'm floating when I step out of the cinema, but I find myself crashing back down in reality when I bump straight into a man's chest—-

"Sorry."

"I doubt it."

That voice.

My head jerks up, and I seehim.

The man who threatened to ruin my life...and all because I had the courage to report him for destroying someone else's.










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