"You'll have to pay for them somehow." He suggested, knowing nothing about my current financial situation.
"I can do that." I responded, knowing exactly how much a pair of his shoes would cost me.
The price, we both decided, after a very illicit and heated message exchange, would be my virgin ass. Was that how far I was willing to go? Of course. Whatever it took.
It was then that I began to let my mind roll with the nasty pleasures that my body had yearned for for years. Silently wrestling deep inside of me was a gentle cub that wanted to run away and play.
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