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“f**k me!” I yelled. “You heard her, honey,” Stephanie said. “Give her what she needs.” She leaned back and smiled at me. “Right, my precious slut?” “Yes. Yes,” I breathed. Daniel stopped. “C’mon, honey,” Stephanie coaxed. “She really needs this.” Daniel hips slapped against my ass. His pause wasn’t reluctance on his part, no uncertainty about whether he should keep on with the rape. He just gathered his strength, then let loose and heaved me onto a new level. I never thought it could be like this! At last, this was s*x! My back arched, my body shook and I cried out. I nearly wrenched myself from Stephanie’s grip but she held on, her arms like steel bands. Another wave, then another and slowly my orgasm faded away, like a musical number that had reached crescendo. My hot