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Twenty Dollars


“I need you. I want you,” he said, his hands tugging roughly on her panties.
She tries to stand firm.

”You are mind. I'm taking you,” he whispered, his fingers curling inside her, massaging her until she weeps.

”You cannot resist me. Just let go,” he hissed, shoving inside her for the third time in a row.

“You feel so fucking good,” he cries out just as he climaxes.

The young woman walks slowly down the street, ashamed at what she has done.
The dirty, crumbled money in her purse her only reward.

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