A few hours later I woke up in the guest bedroom I usually stayed in and there was no sign of Mark. My clothes were piled neatly at the end of the bed. When I moved I felt something pull on my stomach and I made a face as I realized that he'd left me coated in his cum. Ew. Must be a guy thing to not care about that, because I thought it was pretty gross.
Still, I ignored it while I dressed as quickly as I could and hurried home to get a shower. My poor pussy and asshole were still sore as I walked, making me wince and kind of waddle a little bit, but at least I got out of the house without running into Mark. At that point I didn't know if I would ever be able to face him again.
Of course, it's not like I would really have a choice.
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That was really hot
Fantastic!
I absolutely love this series, thank you 4 sharing.
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