Change is Coming

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Still floating in the bliss of her first orgasm at someone else's hand, Shane barely registered John's words as he rubbed against her. She moaned as the head of his cock brushed against her. Every part of her body reeling with sensitivity, the slightest touch enough to send her once more to the brink of sanity.

The feel of John's finger inside her was nothing compared to the fullness she felt as he slid his cock inside. He slipped in easily, her sex slick and more than ready for him. Her walls stretched, expanding to welcome him into a warm embrace.

The sensations coursing through her body were overwhelming. Shane's mind spinning as she felt him nipping at her neck, his hand on her ass, and his cock - oh that glorious cock that she knew she'd never get enough of - pushing deep inside her. She could feel the resistance, the dull aching pain as he pierced through her, taking her virginity. Shane's fingers clawed at his back, gripping his ass, her legs wrapping around him to drive him even deeper.

 

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He broke her barrier in seconds pushing through and bottoming out inside of her. The feel of her virignity of her pussy which had never before been fucked wrapped around him tight moist and pulsating with need. He felt his balls twitching against her ass a dull throb that ran down his body.

"god do you feel good" He moaned burying his head in her neck kissing biting and sucking on ever bit of skin he could as pleasure coursed through him. All to soon eh couldn't wait couldn't stop himself as he began to push into her his hips twitching as the muscles of his ass pulling as he began to drive in and out of her.

"Oh god thats it thats it darling" John moaned in pleasure picking up the pace. He began to thrust in and out of her his balls clapping against her ass as he thrust into her slow deep thrust that sent her body shaking and spinning.

 

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The bed springs squeaked, keeping time with each slow, deliberate thrust.

"John." She gasped, his name a prayer on her lips as he pulled her to newer and greater heights. Shane could feel every thrust deep inside her. Could feel each vein of his cock rubbing against her velvet walls.

The room was filled with moans and gasps of pleasure. The air heavy with the scent of sex and sweat as the couple merged.

Shane's hips rose to meet each new thrust, her body moving wantonly of its own accord. Pure and simple instinct guiding her as she reached between their bodies to toy with her clit. Her lips on John's, tongue thrusting into his mouth, mirroring the movements of other body parts.

"Harder." She whimpered, her breathless plea mingling with the soft gasp of pleasure as she pinched her clit and John's cock thrust deep inside her.

 

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"as you wish darling" John breathed against her lips driving his cock in and out of her "harder faster deeper "dont worry darlin ill give it to you so good you wont ever want to stop"

Johns hands wrapped around her legs and he pulled them up throwing them over his shoulder blades. Sweat dripped from his chest and down onto her breast but he paid it no mind as he leaned back. His shoulders went taunt and within seconds her pert ass was off the ground and in his hands being massaged as he kept her up.

He began to drive his cock in and out of her harder and rougher using the downward force to pound her deeper than he had before. His hands on her ass kept her in place and he spanked her a few times as he drove her up and down faster and harder with every second and thrust.

 

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Sweat beaded on her skin, slipping down between her breasts, pooling around her navel. Shane could feel each droplet caressing her skin like a thousand small lovers. The sweat dripped off John, falling onto her, mingling with her own as if they were becoming one in every sense.

Shane squealed, giggling as John hefted her legs up over his shoulders. His hands gripped her ass, no doubt leaving marks. Her giggles soon turned to cries of pleasure as he buried himself deeper inside her. Thrusting hard, taking her with a savage lust as she bucked beneath him.

Her hands wrapped around the metal headboard as it slapped against the wall in time with John's thrusts. The bed's squeaking almost loud enough to cover the cries of the lovers.

"Yes." She panted. "Yes. Oh god, John. Fuck me."

 

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"uh huh baby ask for more ask for it harder and rougher" John laughed throwing his head back sweat droop and running down his biceps and his abs as he thrust into her harder and faster.

"Show me you can take it darling show me you can take it hard and rough" John cooed the sound of his big heavy balls slapped against her ass. He began spanking her slapping her ass and moaning as it quivered around his cock and he fucked her harder and faster. The smell of their sex was a drug in and of itself and soon he became lost in it swimming in it as he felt himself beginning to tip over the edge.

"Oh god thats it thats it!" He growled thrusting deeper and faster his cock beginning to swell "Darling im going to cum im going to cum!"

 

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Shane was beyond words. Her body floating in a sea of euphoria, her very mind intoxicated with the overwhelming rush of sensations coursing through her. John's body moved above her, taking her to greater and greater heights as he took pleasure in her body. Buried to the hilt within her sex, she could feel him there, his cock twitching inside her, teasing her, driving her mad.

Her fingers scratched at the wall, leaving marks in the wallpaper, as John drove into her. His hands slapping her ass, the stinging sensation only adding to her ecstatic insanity.


"Darling im going to cum im going to cum!"

She felt him swell within her, stretching her to the breaking point. Shane clenched herself around him, milking his cock, wanting to feel him shooting inside of her.

"Cum inside me." She gasped as he thrust inside her roughly. "Oh god do it."

 

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"Cum inside me."

"Oh god do it."


Those words combined with the feeling of her cock squeezing and milking his cock for all it was worth drove him straight over the edge. He tipped his head back once more letting out a large grunt of a moan and slammed inside of her. His thrusts which had been precise and rough before now became erratic jerk. His balls twitched against her ass and his cock swelled inside of her before it let lose with a burst.

His cum thick virile and heavy poured into her like a water fall entering a canyon. He rode out his orgasm on top of her thrusting and burying his head into her neck as the waves of pleasure cascaded over him. He moaned panting over and over again and saying her name as he thrust until his cock finally began to go limp.

 

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Shane collapsed on the bed, feeling as if she'd just spent three days on the trail. The soreness between her legs was nothing compared to the euphoria that coursed through her veins. She could feel John inside her still, his limp cock keeping her full as a mix of their cum dribbled down from her pussy to coat the sheets beneath them.

"Wow." She breathed, staring up at the ceiling. "So that's what my brothers are always going on about." She laughed, happy and content. Pressing a gentle kiss to John's lips Shane took hold of his spent cock and slipped it from her pussy.

"I should get going." She said quietly, finger combing the knots from her hair and re-braiding it with swift, nimble fingers as she sat on the edge of the bed. "Don't want anyone to come looking for me." She grinned at John over her shoulder, taking in the rumbled sheets and the tell-tale stains. Finding her clothes she dressed quickly.

"That was fun," she bent over the bed, kissing John once more. "We'll have to do it again sometime." With a grin, Shane slipped from the room. Leaving the hotel she blended easily into the crowded street, her family none the wiser.





The day had been passing along nicely. Ethan surveyed the crowd with a contented smile. His children were off enjoying the day and he happily sat outside the saloon with some of his friends, enjoying a stiff drink and friendly banter. As he sat back, chair up on its two back feet, his legs propped on the railing and crossed at the ankles, Ethan caught sight of a familiar face.

"'scuse me fellas, I see someone I need to have a chat with." He donned his hat and stepped briskly from the saloon porch, purpose in each step. "Howdy there, Mr. Marston." He moved in step with Marston. "How are you enjoying our fine festival? Listen, the boys and I've been talkin' and I want you to come out to Crooked River tomorrow. I'll take you out to see the bit of land we're willin' to part with."

He glanced over to the target shooting booth where Shane was hitting each target with deadly precision. He frowned slightly, not at all relishing the task of filling her in on the decision.

"Listen, on her best day my daughter don't like you so I'd steer clear of her for a bit. At least until I tell her what me and the boys have decided." He winced at the metallic ping of the bullet hitting the target. "And definitely stay away while she's armed." He grinned and slapped Marston on the back. "Enjoy your day, Marston. We'll see ya bright and early tomorrow."

 

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John blinked her abrupt departure surprising him. He debated going after her at first to try and see why she had left in such a hurry. A part of him had to admire the irony of the situation or at least the role reversal. Usually it was the man who ran off after a sexual experience or at least thats the way it was in one of those old penny dreadfuls and skits the river boats were found of.

Yet here he was left naked the smell of her and her sex all over him. His amusement turned to laughter until finally he let it out laughing loudly at his experience.

Once his humor died down he got up and got dressed once more. Once he was back to being presentable he went back to the festival the townsfolk were so proud of. He relaxed and even though he kept an eye out for Shane he made sure to have as much fun as he could.

John listened in raising an eyebrow in surprise at Ethans offer. So the boys had decided then? A part of him wanted to ask if Shane had been privy to it moments later however Ethan confirmed that no.

No she had not been

"Oh your daughter doesnt scare me" John said tipping his hat at him and ignoring the laughter of the men behind him "I will see you in the morning Mr. Clarke to look over the land"

John shook the mans hand and after waiting to make sure he was out of sight went over to Shane at the gunslinger booth.

"I need to talk to you" John said coming over and paying for both him and her to go a round together "your dad just approached me about the farm"

He shook his head at the mans offer to give him a revolver and pulled his own out. He spun it expertly keeping it on his hip as he glanced over at her with a grin.

"Dont suppose we can do some shooting while we talk?"

 

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As she wandered the festival, greeting friends and neighbors and enjoying the day's revelry, Shane couldn't stop the niggling of guilt that settled in the pit of her stomach. She had left Marston so abruptly, like a man leaving a whore's bed, with no excuse for her hasty departure. Thoughts swirled in her head, a pesky cloud of mosquitoes that bit at her conscience and twisted her guts in knots.

The truth was she had used him.

From the moment he had kissed her outside her bedroom Shane knew that he wanted her. And she knew she could use that wanting to her advantage. Their slight dalliance in the hayloft had served as further evidence of his desire. Never one to be an overly emotional girl, Shane had no qualms with giving Marston what he wanted. She knew if she could make entice him, perhaps she could sway his thoughts.

But Shane didn't count on wanting him too.

Feeling the familiar weight of the Colt pistol in her hand, Shane took aim at a metal duck. In rapid succession she shot down the line, knocking the ten ducks down in a single breath. She had hoped that doing something would take her mind off the guilt and regret that threatened to tear away at her, but had no such luck.


"I need to talk to you. Your dad just approached me about the farm" The sound of his voice sent shivers down her spine.

Shane refused to spare him a glance as he paid the man manning the booth. What could her father have possibly talked to him about? The family had agreed they weren't selling. At least that's what Shane had thought. Her heart threatened to beat straight out of her chest. Had she not done enough to save Crooked River? Had she not acted soon enough?

"Dont suppose we can do some shooting while we talk?"

"We shouldn't be seen together." She said, quickly holstering her gun, her gaze never once moving to Marston. "Don't want people talkin', ya know." She pulled at her braid, her fingers itching for something to keep them occupied as she turned on her heel and walked away.

 

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Shane frowned watching her run away from him as quickly as she could. What was that about? I mean sure they had snuck around however it would seem now she was avoiding him on top of that! A part of him wanted to run after her and demand and answer but instead he stood there rooted to the spot as a hurt feeling he had not expected filled his body.

He went back to his room partly to see if she was there and partly because if she wasnt he wanted the space to think. She was not so he sat down muling over the events of the farm and all that had happened. She was attracted to him that much was sure but had there been any thing other than that? Shane didnt seem like that kind of girl... no there had to be some reasoning behind her seduction some reason why she had let her self go all the way with him.

Could it be the farm?

He wanted to give her the benefit of the doubt but what if she had though she was trading that for the land he wanted from her farm. It was clear her dad did not want her knowing they were going out to look at it so she clearly didnt know about the sale or that they were considering it.

Which meant she might have tried to save it in her own way

THE NEXT DAY

John found himself back at the ranch. It was early in the morning yet he hadnt been able to sleep anyways so it didnt bother him. He some how knew Shane would not be here and sure enough she was not among the group.

"good morning Mr. Clarke" John said coming up on the trail "I hope I did not catch you to early this morning" He said nodding his head in respect at each and every one of the brothers gathered.

 

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"We've been up since first light, so think nothing of it." Ethan Clarke laughed, greeting John Marston with a hearty handshake. Swinging up onto his own horse he swung the stallion around and pulled up beside the railroad man. "We'll be heading out to the southern tip of our land." He said, moving his horse forward with the light pressure of his heels. "Might take a few hours, hope you got the time."

The two men rode out in comfortable silence, the rest of the boys heading off to see to their own work. The decision had not been an easy one to make. There had been a lot of arguing and Ethan had had to soothe more than one wounded ego. But the decision had been made. While they all regretted leaving Shane in the dark, Ethan knew it was best not to let his daughter know until the last minute what they had decided. Or at least he had thought it best. When he had told her last night, laying out the carefully constructed argument of why he was saying yes to the deal, Shane didn't say a word. She had sat, mute, staring at him with all the fires of hell burning in her eyes before getting up and retreating to her bedroom. No one had seen her since.

"This here's the start of the land where the railroad can build." Ethan said, coming out of his thoughts after a few miles. "It stretches down towards town, though it's a bit before you see any civilization."

The bit of land they had chosen was small in comparison to what the Clarke family owned. Barely more than a few miles it was land that the cattle rarely ventured towards. It was a favorite spot for rustlers, however, and Ethan hoped that by building tracks through here it would discourage any would-be thieves. Besides, the town was growing and it was only a matter of time before civilization came knocking at their door. Ethan wanted to make sure his land was well taken care of and that people didn't try to enact any squatter's rights to his property.

"Now we'll have to work out the particulars." He said, "I ain't gonna be sellin' outright to your company. But, perhaps we can work out a way that your men rent the land or somethin' of the like. Now, let's say we head back and have some lunch while we discuss things."

 

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John took it all in his gaze as heavy as his heart. In all honesty he hadnt reckoned they would actually sell at least not with more of a fight from him. They were proud of their land the kind of proud that only came from people born and bred in the frontier.

Yet here he was looking out at the land the railroad would be on. It was decent land just what they needed and thankfully it was land that the family didnt seem to need. His mind was already working it out mentally placing the track down and where he could include a station as well.

But his heart was telling an altogether different story

Shane clearly didnt know about this, or she did and was angry enough that she didnt want any part in this. Even though John was all but assured their tryst the day before was fueled by both passion and a want to sway him into ignoring the farm he still had feelings for the girl more than he cared to admit.

And he knew this would forever ruin any relationship they had

"We have made some deals along those lines yes" John said glancing over at Ethan
"however that will mean a lesser payment outright since we would be continuously renting and paying for your land its doable as long as your willing to let us keep paying for it indefinitely"

"I do have another request" John said hesitantly not really sure of the idea forming in his head "My boss likes to have some one from our office around while the work is being done some one who can manage it and make sure every thing is going around on time usually it wouldnt be me but since I have been here and I could use the time away from the city I was wondering if I could rent some land from you as well temporary of course once I go back you can have it back and even the property I would build on the land" John explained as they neared the main ranch house.

 

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Angry didn't begin to describe what Shane felt as her father informed her of his decision. Betrayed. Hurt. Those were words to match Shane's feelings.

What truly stung, though, was that Ethan's logic made sense. He was right about the rustlers and about the ranch needing extra income. The idea to work out a rental agreement with the Union Pacific was smart.

Damn his logic.

Frustrated, Shane had stormed out of the house. She hated her father for his common sense. She hated John Marston for ever showing up on their doorstep. Most of all, she hated herself for falling for the man.





Riding out blindly, Shane allowed Honeycomb to lead the way. Too many emotions warred within her to allow Shane to think properly let alone see where she was going, so it was a shock when the horse slowed to a stop and Shane found herself by the blasted swimming hole that had started it all. She had made camp that night, settling in for a sleepless night that found her brain at war with her heart.

The next morning Shane was no closer to coming to terms with her father's decision. It didn't help matters that she could not get Marston from her thoughts - or that she had swiped a bottle of whiskey from Ethan's desk and had proceeded to drink the entire thing throughout the night. Damn the man. As much as she hated what had brought him to Crooked River, Shane couldn't deny her feelings for him. The intimacy between them may have started as a way to get him to give up on Crooked River, but it had backfired and Shane found herself wishing for the electric feeling she got whenever Marston was near.

"Fuck him. That stupid bastard. I don't need him." Shane sat on the ground, angrily yanking grass up by its roots and tossing it aside. "He's nothing but a no good, two-bit swindler."

As if her words had conjured him into being, Shane looked up at the sound of a horse coming from the direction of the ranch house. There he sat, proud as a peacock, that smug grin on his face. He hadn't seen her yet and Shane intended to take full advantage of that fact. Grabbing her pistol she stepped in front of him.

"Stop right there, Marston." Despite her intoxicated state the gun never wavered as she held it pointed at his chest. That chest that, only a day ago she had been kissing, that had pressed against her own as John Marston had taken her in his bed. "Get down off that horse, you dirty rotten scoundrel."

Tears burned at the back of her eyes, threatening to spill over as the wave of righteous indignation threatened to sweep her under. "I said get down off your fucking horse." She cried. "You bastard, face me like a man and not the stupid, fucking bastard that you are."

 

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He had known this was coming

The arrangements both for his small parcel of land and the larger land the rail road would be using were finalized between the two men. All John would need to do is let his boss know and he would bring the paper work down for Mr. Clarke to sign.

On top of that John would need to get a separate contract drawn up detailing his own rental agreement. He would stay on and work the ranch and protect the farm from the workers and the railroad coming in.

And he would be near her

He had no idea if any thing would come from that, He knew she would find out in a matter of time. He still had yet to prepare himself for that meeting, she would hate him of that he had no doubt and any prospects of a relationship would be dashed between the two.

It was only a matter of time

And then there she was

John shook his head watching her teter for a few seconds "your drunk" He stated sliding off his horse and moving to stand in front of her, the gun pressed against his chest.

"You want to shoot me?" John asked raising an eyebrow "For what? You knew what I was here to do and how I felt about the rail road and even falling in love with you wasn't going to change that I am sorry I hurt you and if it would make you feel better to shoot me well then I cant blame you I just want you to know that... Well that I love you and I aint afraid to admit it"

 

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In her whiskey-fueled rage Shane couldn't fully comprehend what Marston was saying. But one word kept repeating in her mind, hitting against the drunken haze that clouded her mind: Love.

Love. Was he kidding her? Did he think that one roll in the sack - granted a very good roll in the sack - would change her mind about him? Okay, maybe it had a little bit, but that didn't mean she was about to put the gun down. The rational part of her mind, the one that was no more than a whisper among the alcohol induced thoughts, told her she was crazy. But Shane refused to listen to that part of her mind, instead choosing to let the whiskey and her anger lead her where they may.

"Love?" She jabbed the gun into his chest. "How can you love me when you don't even fuckin' know me. You know nothin' about me you son of a bitch. All you know is that you like me under you." She stepped towards him, hatred in her eyes, forcing Marston to take a step back. She continued to move towards him until his back was pressed against the large oak that shaded the swimming hole. "You are nothin' but a lyin' sack of shit who thinks that you can just come in here and flash that smile at me and I'll be putty in your hands. Well think again, mister." The barrel of the pistol jabbed at him again.

With her free hand, Shane reached out, her fingers moving swiftly over the buckle of Marston's belt. Her eyes never left his as she yanked the belt free and shoved her hand inside his pants. Her fingers wrapped around his shaft, squeezing roughly. She was done being nice. She was done playing the gentle virgin, eager to please. Shane loathed Marston with every fiber of her being, and all she wanted was to see him on his knees before her.

"Now you listen to me, Marston," she increased the pressure on his cock, "I ain't fallin' in love with you and I ain't gonna settle down and be your little missus. Now, get on your knees." The pistol still trained on him, Shane took her hand from his pants and made quick work of her own britches, undoing her belt and letting the pants fall around her ankles. One hand curling in Marston's hair, she yanked his head towards her pussy as she rested a knee on his shoulder, keeping him in his place and opening herself in front of his eyes.

 

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He didnt know whether to curse her

Or whether to attack her cunt

And so he decided to do both

"I can love whoever I damn fucking please" John growled running his nose up and down her lips his tongue flicking out to draw the wetness onto his tongue and taste it.

"And why wouldn't I love you when your the strongest girl I have ever met" He growled thrusting his tongue deep inside of her his mouth and words becoming muffled. He didn't stop there, instead his tongue snaked up finding her G spot and teasing it as his hands went to her ass and began to knead it.

"Your strong beautiful and you dont take shit" John continued as he furiously ate her out "your woman enough to hold a gun to my head and get what you want and so I want you"

"I am staying here" He told her "and im going to pursue you even if you continue to hold that fucking gun to my head"

 

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Shane gasped as Marston attacked her sex with his tongue. It felt amazing to have him there, his face buried between her thighs, his tongue working her into a frenzy. If only he would be quiet and focus.

"Shut up," she groaned, the gun falling to the ground forgotten as Shane gripped the tree trunk, her nails digging into the solid bark. "I don't wanna hear you talkin' right now. All I want is that tongue inside me." Shane thrust her hips forward to emphasize her words.

 

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"Dont tell me what to do" John answered back to her growling and slapping her ass. He drove his tongue deeper inside of her his mouth making sloppy noises as he attacked her sex. He was angry, he was pissed, and he had every intention of taking it out on her sweet hot sex.

And take it out he did

He licked sucked and nibbled on her clit moaning in pleasure as her wet juices rushed into his mouth. He moaned in pure pleasure and bliss and his attack only became more feral and aggressive as he sampled her.


"I want you" He growled "I want you bad right here right now"

 

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"I don't give a damn what you want." Shane barked as she yanked her shirt up over her head. Pleasure and rage warred within her as Marston's tongue pillaged her depths. Her breasts rose and fell with each labored breath. The milky skin peaked by hard nipples. Her own need was getting to be more than she could ignore.

Taking a step back, her juices dripping wantonly down her legs, Shane glared down at Marston.

"Take your pants off." She ordered. Blood boiled in her veins, whether from anger or desire Shane couldn't tell.

 

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"If you think I'm shutting up your wrong" john grolwed getting up his chin wet with her juices. His tongue snaked out collecting the juices and lapping them up.

He pushed his pants down his cock springing out, it hung there named throbbing as his pre cum oozed out.

"You want this" he growled coming over "try and tell me you don't try to tell !e you don't want me to push you over that fallen tree and fuck you and fuck you hard"

His eyes wild with lust and pleasure locked with hers. Suddenly he pulled her to him kissing her hards. Their tonges danced as his hard cock pressed and teased her clit.

 

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Grunting as he pulled her close, his tongue thrusting into her mouth and the tip of his cock pressing against her swollen clit, Shane struggled against Marston's tight grip. This wasn't what she wanted. He wasn't meant to have the upper hand. The juices that dripped lewdly from her sex told a different story however.

"No." She pushed him away roughly. "No I don't want you to fuck me." She glared at him, the whole time her body responding all too well to the touch of his skin against her own. She pushed him again, making him stumble. "I'm going to fuck you." Fire snapped in her eyes as she took a step towards Marston, one hand gripping his cock roughly as the other twisted in his hair.

 

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John tumbled back but he didn't go down instead he growled at her his anger moving through him as he starred at her.

"You can try but I don't think you really want it" John growled moving back in. His hands went down slapping her clit firmly before he grabbed it.

"Come on admit it" john teased licking her neck and nibling on her ear lobe as his palm teased and stimulated her clit "tell me what you really want tell me hpow wet its ma!king you to imagine me fucking you from behind my balls slapping your clit my cock throbbing inside off you"

John bit and nibbled her neck sucking on the sensitive skin as he kept his assault on her clit up. His fingers curled inside of her fingering her with ruthless abandoned as he rode out his anger.

 

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"You can try but I don't think you really want it"

"Don't tell me what I want." Shane growled, her head falling back as Marston's mouth teased her earlobe, his fingers attacking her dripping sex with a nearly painful ferocity. His words painted a filthy, debauched scene - one that had Shane's sex clenching tightly around his plundering fingers.

She fought against the rising tide with teeth clenched, stubbornly refusing to give in to the pleasure. Fingers digging into Marston's chest, she clawed at his flesh as she tried to push him away.

"Fuck you, Marston." She seethed as his fingers curled inside of her, making her knees weak.