100 Below: Volume 30

I tried to stand up.

She grabbed my wrist, looked me dead in the eye, and said:

"You're not going anywhere, mister, until you've fucked my pussy good and hard."

I sighed. Relented. Sank back to the couch.

She unflexed her fingers, letting go of my leather jacket.

I slowly unzipped my pants.

Her eyes widened expectantly. She licked her lips as she saw the expanding wonder before her, growing and spreading with subtle majesty like dawn light creeping into a valley.

Without warning, I leaned over and brutally seized her cat by the scruff of its neck...


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