You can’t get it out of your head, can you? You remember that time a long time ago when I began choking you while riding you? We were in high school, and it was just another stop for me in the constant moves from being an Army brat.
You can’t take it anymore so you find me. Maybe you thought I got a little softer. I didn’t, I got even wilder and meaner. You on the other hand are still a fucking pussy.
After some drinks, we go back to my loft. I take you hard, and this time it is more than my hands around your neck. You see the glint of the metal shining in my hand. You begin to beg me not to hurt you. I ride you faster now. You begin begging even more, but this time you beg me to do it! I press the knife against your neck, blood begins to spurt as I come hard on your cock. Some things never change!
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