#81087 - You try to struggle against this vice-like grip as your head is tilted to one side and you feel a hot breath upon your neck, then a sharpness, and all resistance melts from you in a warm, painful pleasure. You sit and read, until you feel a presence enter the room behind you, fearing to confront them you sit still in terror as you hear the slight brush of cloth. Fingers pressing within you and deft digits pleasuring your bud until you lay back, tired and resigned to your fate.
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