A few moments later he was out in the hall with Christine's door closing behind him. He started towards the exit and realized he couldn't walk straight. His asshole burned with each step. That and the large deposit of butter she'd left in his ass forced him to walk with his legs apart. He must have looked ridiculous. He hoped and prayed he didn't run into any of Christine's friends; one look at him and they'd know he'd just been ass raped.
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