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THE DARK GREEN-EYED PORTRAIT

His expression got hardened by my words, as expected. Yes I wanted his touch, craved it even, but that would be me accepting defeat.

But it seemed as if that was a driving force for him as he stroked harder, his veins becoming more and more evident, I've known this man for less than a week but he has masturbated twice in front of me, gotten a blow job in front of me, fucked a girl in front of me and some other things he did. It was wild.

His facial expression betrayed him with an open display of pleasure, his eyes were fixated on my breast which nipples pointed at him, his voice deep and groggy as he released moans and groans.

I was hurting, I was hurting from an influx of pain and wanted that I wasn't satisfying which was all too overwhelming. His hand movement weakened as his groans lowered and soon after he released all in his palm, his eyes never left mine.

He walked into the bathroom to possibly wash up and then he turned around and walked down the hallway until he vanished throu
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