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Her Sensuous SearchThis went on for two or three minutes before Hub grew tired of it, but he still refused to give the lust-lost young wife the oral satisfaction for which she was begging. Not that he wouldn't have enjoyed it himself, for he most definitely would have. However, in his mean mood of the moment he wasn't about to give Sue anything that she wanted so desperately. "You filthy little pig," he husked, and he slapped her. The smarting pain and sudden shock of being slapped so humiliatingly in the face brought Mrs. Sue Fletcher part way back to her senses. She shook her head as if coming out of a trance. "Why, you, you," she sputtered, "you mean, awful man! I hate you, hate you, hate you!" "Sure you do," he chuckled, swinging his legs down between hers, working himself into position above her. "But you love my pecker, right?" "No, damn you, I loathe you and it, too!" she spat, lying beneath him, defeated but disdainful. "I don't know what came over me there for a moment, but whatever it was it's done with now. Get off me ...» |
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