Brenda
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No matter how many times I turned on the bed, I just couldn’t get rid of the thoughts of Tommy. How big his c**k was, how he felt so full in my hands.
I have never seen a c**k that big in my life. A thick gulp went down my throat, and my heart thudded in my chest.
I told myself to sleep, to ignore the heat pooling between my thighs. I had even worn panties, something to stop me from touching myself.
I exhaled through my lips. “It’s alright, you can do this.”
I shut my eyes and tried to sleep, but then I remembered how he pinned me down to the desk, his c**k pressing the back of my ass.
My thighs pressed together, trying to stop the ache. My hands drifted to my nightgown, fingers fidgeting with the hem.
No I shouldn’t do this. m**********g because of him— that was utter
