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No More Pussyfooting Around

Melody couldn’t have walked if she wanted to. Malcolm enjoyed playing with her. She knew this wasn’t true torture or punishment. If it was she didn’t care. Melody loved the ache of he created in her for what appeared only he could satisfy. She could feel his shaft against her hip, hard and slick. Melody wanted him to take her and pleasure himself. Just let go and take her with a wild abandonment. Melody craved it.

The door was built into the master bedroom beside a closet door. He carried her over his shoulder with one hand holding her there by her thigh. He’d slapped her backside when she tried to see how to open the door. Inside though, his fingers rubbed her lips and nub. As he closed and locked the door, the click of the lock triggered a rush of desire from her core. Melody got her first look at the room. It was a storage room for his kinky toy. But he’s set up certain pieces of furniture in here for use. A horse with straps to tie her down for display or other ent
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