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“ Devon can you help me with the cake? It’s in the garage fridge. I hid it. “ I lied.Devon picked up on my hint and followed me down the hall to the garage door. I went to the garage and before I could turn around to hit the light switch I felt his strong hands push my on the hood of Evan’s Lexus. “ You want me again already? “ I asked as he unzipped his pants. He answered soon after. Not with a response but by sticking his dick into my slippery pussy hole without warning. He yanked my ponytail and without words he fucked my pussy like he wanted his cock to stab my organs. I couldn’t even say the dirty things that were on my mind. He had me speechless. I could hear him grunting and moaning as my pussy hugged his dick. I was so wet it felt like I peed myself.“ Yeah Bianca, take that fucking big dick, “ he said breaking the silence. He meant it. Evan said it all the time but it was so much sexier hearing it from Devon. I had lost track of how many times I came with him using my hole.. "No worries. It's been a long time since I have had a beautiful woman to dance with and I have missed it. Now, I sat a bag of clothes over by the door. If you want, you can go grab it and go take a shower and try to wash away some of tonight." As he spoke, I remembered that I was still in the torn and ragged clothes that Devon had left me in. My shirt was on by only a thread on each shoulder, allowing it to fall well below my white bra. There were some small holes in the bra, allowing a view of the pale skin of my breasts. I felt my skirt clinging to my hips and knew there was a patch torn away at the crotch and the ass. I suddenly felt very exposed and wanted to cover up. I backed away from Paul and walked over to the bag he had left laying there. I grab it and turned to follow him to his bathroom. He opened the door for me, showed me where the towels were, and left me to it. As I undressed, I gave myself a once over in the mirror. I saw the bruises and cuts that Devon had left on me.
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