#130689 - Mr Klay sees the pause in my anger and takes his chance to defend himself. Tell me Mrs F, so you want me to fuck you? I hesitate for a moment, torn between knowing what is right and wanting to feel good. Eventually my tirade slows and my anger begins to dissipate, replaced by sheer humiliation and something much nicer that I just cannot put my finger on.
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