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Being taken in the woods
On my hands and knees on the ground which was covered in dead leaves left over from the fall, I tried to lift my head but his hand twisted harder in my hair forcing my gaze to the bark of a tree that I was facing. I could hear him unfastening his pants, I could smell the wood smoke and chain saw oil on him. He yanked roughly at my pink leggings pulling them down and forcing my legs apart. I waited for him to penetrate me knowing that resistance was futile. As he thrust himself inside me over and over, my body betrayed me as wetness dripped down my legs and my back arched. I knew he was pleased with my giving up. I tried to stifle my cries of pleasure but they slipped out, lost in the lonely woods.
Dream or Reality? Fantasy or Real life? Truth or Fiction?
How did I end up in the woods with him???
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