She knew she wasn’t supposed to. Everyone like her knew they weren’t supposed to, but sometimes she would forget herself and do it anyway.
Something they just felt too good between her thighs as they thrust their hot hard dicks up into the cool paleness of her body. Sometimes they looked at her in such a way that seemed to invite her into their souls. Sometimes the noise they made when she spread her legs wide for them made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up as she fought the urge. Sometimes their lips on hers made her mouth water with need. Sometimes the smell of them as they filled her was almost overwhelming.
And sometimes the truth was that they just seemed to be fucking asking for it.
But sometimes she just didn’t feel like not doing it because sometimes you just have to give into your urges and be exactly who you are. Sometimes…
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