Chapter 18

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“You’ve got no heart,” she said as he worked two fingers into her taut little anus. “I hate this.” Willis was patient. He’d learned that lesson the hard way from Jill Ingalls. Once, in a motel beside the long road from Michigan to California, he had grudge f****d her up the butt, dry, and she’d just about killed him for it. So, when it came time to f**k Amy, he used a lot of lubricant, and when it seemed like he had put on enough, he added some more for good measure. Her sphincter kept clamping shut on him, but he persisted. He didn’t dog f**k her, knowing that he’d lose control and be too rough on her. That seemed silly, on the face of it, especially considering what else he had done, but it was true. Instead, she lay on her back with her beautiful legs drawn back. She hooked her hands

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