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CHAPTER 7. FORGETTING HARA RYDER The walls of the hotel shook tremendously at her loud, endless shrieking. Her hips had just buckled and her squirts flooded the bed, like a waterfall. Her trembling hands latched mine. Her quivering lips muttered incoherent words, which had a ”please“ in the middle of them. She'd been at it a few minutes after we began, pleading that I let go of her. But I was yet to have my fill of her. With no heads-up, I Iifted her long legs to her head, pinning them at each side. Her pinkish asshole came into sight. It was wet from her numerous squirting. My throbbing d**k went into her hole real nicely. Her shrieks increased like this was her death of her. My thrusts were quick and harder. I was venting, needing to release all my pent-up, agonizing emotions. Her