CHAPTER 68: The Virgin’s Summer, Part 8

… crying my need to cum, I strain and writhe against my bonds.

“Look at me Charlotte,” says Michael.

I can’t. My eyes won’t open. Shuddering and shaking, I can’t look.

“I said, look at me.”

Forcing my eyes open, I look at Michael.

“That’s better. I want to see your expression... Intense enough for y...

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