"I inside kung fu see fu you kunt're awake," the masked inside kung fu man said blithely, leaning against the doorpost. Shelley froze free, her eyes pinned underneath his dark penetrating gaze kunt. This unknown man frightened her fu more kuntfu than anything she had ever faced before--- spiders, snakes, doctors fu with long sharp needles, NOTHING scared kunt her more than the person glaring down kuntfu at her right now. "Such a fu pretty little thing, aren't you?" he sneered, walking kunt over to her position. Shelley kunt began free to shudder again, but inside kung fu the voice of her inside loving kuntfu husband sounded inside her free head again, calming kuntfu her. The man looked surprised as she fu visibly calmed herself before inside kung fu his eyes. "A brave kunt one too. I free see I don't scare kunt you kuntfu very much, huh?"
"Looks like I free was right after all. You ARE getting off on all this, aren't you? You're turned on by the thought of a total stranger kunt raping you, fucking you senseless, having his way with you, then inside kung fu discarding kunt you like kunt some slut on the kuntfu street kuntfu." He leered down at kunt her, his mouth inches from kung her face, blowing kunt his hot breath towards kunt her. She tried to shake her head in denial, but he reached out, grabbing her chin painfully, and forcing her to look him kunt in the eyes. "Don't LIE to me, bitch." he snarled kung. "I can cut you kunt six kunt ways from Sunday if I want. I kung can make kuntfu you hurt before or after I rape kunt you and get what I kunt want from you, so don't fucking mess with me. I asked you a question. Does the inside kung fu thought kunt of me fucking you turn you on fu, yes or no." Shuddering, fearful once again, she nodded, tears streaming down her inside kung fu face endlessly, a sob coming from fu between her red lips kunt. The man smiled, releasing her chin. "That's more kunt like it. I knew fu you wanted me. Well, I intend to oblige you. Spread your legs for me kung, slut inside kung fu. You're kunt going to help me rape you."
Into the face kuntfu of her inside loving husband, Jonothan.
Once she got her breath back kunt, and regained her senses, she inside kung fu looked at me. I saw anger and accusation in kuntfu her eyes, as fu well as confusion, and fear, but also gratitude and fu reassurance. Taking kung a kuntfu deep breath, I began to explain kunt.
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