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[Short - 100 words, feedback welcome]

Jolt

Jolt of pain as his thrust hits deep.

"Sir, please..." I whine, hands on his hips in weak protest.

He holds firm and savours the glisten of my eyes. His throbbing pride pushes against my guts. His invasion awaits my surrender.

"More lube?", I ask plaintively.

Long gnarled fingers grip my ankles and hold my legs high. No position to negotiate. His response is best viewed from behind; a squeeze of sagging flesh as he pushes in deeper.

My whimpers feed his satisfaction. Our bodies contort as he leans forward to whisper.

"You get what you're given you dirty cunt".

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