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I utterly love this. Because she could pull her legs together and roll on her side but instead... Spread. Ass up. Eyes closed, imagining what's coming. She is already wet, lips peeling open, about to drip.

And why? Because like most of us, she has "competing drives". You can think of them like voices or little people in your head. She has a filthy little fuck slut running around inside her. Most of the time it's bound up safe. But that just makes it grow stronger. And its broken loose. Her other voices feel safe enough to be silent and look away in disgust.

She needs to be defiled. She needs you.

I need you.
 
Love her reaction to his smacking her ass. That micro expression. She is so happy that someone she trusts is removing the walls society built around her ability to feel joy and to give joy. It's that moment when he takes charge and says "Enough! This pussy is open for use. It's no longer your choice and you don't have to pretend you don't want it."
 
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