Deanna couldn’t believe what was happening. The man she’d picked up at the bar was fucking her pussy, telling her she was beautiful, and asking if they could go out on a date.
“Fucking hell!” she thought. “Why do I always end up with the perverts? Can’t this guy just fuck me in the ass, make me cry, and shove his cock down my throat while calling me a whore? Is it too much to expect a nice, normal guy for a hookup from the bar?”
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