Breaking Point Part One: Meeting Lyla
She turned again and again I couldn't resist. Goddamn her and her perfect ass. Was she doing this on purpose? Why would she be doing this? She was moving it ever so slightly. Maybe she was just trying to soften me up so I would be nice to her. Fuck that! I tried to think about my dead mother and focus on the rage I felt, but it was very difficult with that perfect body only a few feet away from me. I was so hard and I was wearing very loose sweatpants. I put my hands over my crotch to cover the massive bulge sticking straight towards that bitch.
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