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"Sometimes, it's like you don't even want this." "You know I want this Marnie. You know I want this." He held the girl tighter, pressing in as deep and as far as he could go. Balls deep. The smell of s*x filling everything now there was no light to see. "I just got caught on the train. I'll be as quick as I can." She was playing with his balls now. Now the lights were out and no one could judge them. He hung up the phone and let that hand sweep lower, down, underneath her dress to play. Her breath caught. She leant back against him, pulling his other hand to the thin mesh of the top of her dress. How had he not noticed how close to the surface her n*****s were. Unsheathed, no bra. He played. One hand on her v****a, the other on her n****e. She writhed, desperately seeking catharsis. "