#169936 - His gruff, growling voice now took on a vicious irony, “This is where you get what’s coming to you!” The tears welled-up in my eyes as the sweat poured from my body in the cool night air as he kept up his relentless thrusting and ramming into me. The tide was also higher up the beach and without climbing gear, I was now cut-off from the next beach and the nearest road. It was surely no coincidence that the talisman he had given me also looked Celtic in origin.
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