Chapter 11

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Amanda Bryant, Interstellar Bride Processing Center, Earth Amanda Bryant, Interstellar Bride Processing Center, EarthThis couldn’t be real. But it felt real. The warm air on my sweaty skin. The redolent scent of f*****g. The soft sheets beneath my knees. The hard body at my back. I was blindfolded, the silk making everything as black as night. But I didn"t need sight to know a c**k was buried deep in my p***y. A big, thick c**k. feltIt was real. It was real! It was real!I was kneeling on a bed, the man behind me, f*****g me. His hips shifted, rocking his c**k over every delicious nerve ending, my inner walls rippling around him. His hard thighs were beneath me, an arm wrapped about my waist and cupping my breast, anchoring me in place so I couldn’t move. I could only take it as he botto

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