I stop and pull my thick cock out of her mouth, a trail of saliva follows. I tap my engorged phallus against her cheek hard. “Now lets see the damag... those mother fuckers left behind,” I say as I force Stephanie up from the chair by her hair. I throw her against the kitchen table and bend her over. I hike up her skirt and rip what little that is left of her stockings and spread her supple cheeks apart. Her rosebud is gaping, as if she was fucked by at least two dicks. I spread her legs even. My life had changed so much in just a week. I wasn’t just in a foreign land that spoke a foreign language, but my own thinking had become foreign to me. Those hours spent in Kurt’s bedroom were sure to cost me dearly. I could still feel him inside of me, and it made me ache in my heart. I was a different woman this morning than I was yesterday: completely conflicted and fallen from grace. I sipped my coffee and evaluated myself. My reflection in the mirror looked the same. I knew I couldn’t. More

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