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And why wasn't my mouth working. "Does he do this to you?" Chris suddenly moved his hands down and caressed my breasts through the layers of my shirt and bra.
"Do I smell ham?" Chris asked, his own coat joining mine. "What happened to-" "Don't ask," I mumbled.
After it had happened a second time with another girl, I realized I must have been subconsciously projecting my fears that I would be rejected.
Trying not to think of everyone closing in on me like the walls of a room. "You have to not let the crowd get to you.
All the while, his mouth tattooed kisses along my neck and shoulders. He hugged me tighter, his right hand delving until two of his fingers slipped inside of me and thrust upwards rapidly.