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I gulped, hoping whatever plans he was forming included allowing me to feel that cock on me. in me. and in short order.
But there was more to my current demeanor. More that Chris didn't know about. My trip to the doctor three days ago had been two-fold: I'd wanted to check out the consistent rasp in my breathing; and I was scheduled to have my first ultrasound. Except that the technician couldn't find a heartbeat.
The tremors traveling across my skin echoed in my inhale and exhale. A slight shift up caused the backs of his fingers to brush under my breasts.
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Driving me further on. My neck started to ache from its constant arch. I could no longer see anything at all because my eyes had rolled back so far. A fire was burning in my lungs, but I didn't care.
Then we walked up to a long, one-story building next to the taller sanctuary, and he paused, turning to me. "I know it's not exactly what you wanted.
but it has to be better than none at all. " He stepped to the side, revealing a sign on the door stating that the normal soup kitchen was serving a free, three-course meal with all the fixings until seven o'clock today.
"Shit!" Chris gripped my hair tighter. The ring and ball grazed against my palate with his sudden yank downward. I moaned and pressed my forearms on his thighs to keep him from thrusting any deeper. With my whole hand wrapped around him now, I stroked harder.