Mackenzie had been tied up, blindfolded, and delivered to the home of the man who would “own” her for the next year. It was the same for every girl when she turned eighteen in her little town.
“I wonder which man I was gifted to,” she thought. “Mr. O'Brien is really cute, but Mr. Lester… I heard he has a huge dick… How long am I going to be here in the dark waiting to find out?”
She felt a weight settle onto the bed next to her, then a rough hand on her naked body. Something wide pressed against her lips, with a sticky, salty liquid clinging to the tip.
“Oh! This has to be Mr. Lester! This thing is so thick… and it’s still going in even though it’s about to hit the back of my throat!” she thought.
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