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Shane opened the door to her one bedroom apartment. It was cool inside, and she desperately needed it. The cool air caressing her skin. She felt a single drop slide down her neck, and rest between the cleavage of her breasts. Seeing Mark, had really upset her today. She was out jogging, and could not repress the emotions that running into him had brought out. The rage fueled her jog, which had turned into more of a sprint. How she missed Mark and the encounters that they used to have. Or the sex rather, she thought. She couldn’t help but feel the longing for him, even now as she stand here alone, feeling the cool blast from the window unit. She glanced out her window. The sounds from the city creeping up to torture her again. Having grown up in the country, moving to the city had proved tough on her. Leaving Mark had been tough, and of all places, to be jogging through Central Park,at seven in the morning, and running into him, had been tougher then she thought. She hadn’t seen him, since she left over eight months ago. She thought all of the feelings were suppressed, but clearly, everything surfaced the moment she looked into his brown eyes. He was tall, had sandy brown hair, and deep dark mysterious eyes. Coal eyes. His jaw line was strong, and he kept his hair a little longer then he should. He was a realtor broker,and kept a boyish playfulness about him. A flirtatious domineer that his women clientele loved. Loved so much in fact, that he acted on them, more then sold them houses. That was what had led to the demise of her and him. Her cell phone ringing from the kitchen distracted almanbahis her thoughts. “Hello,” she answered as cheerfully as she good. “You look good.” The voice was deep, and completely male. Shane sank to the floor. She knew who it was. “Thank you.” She barely mustard. “Why didn’t you stop and talk today?” He asked. “I don’t need this Mark,” She said in almost a plea. “I hadn’t realized how much I missed you, till I was watching your beautiful body run away from me today. I got so hard just thinking about you and all the fun we used to have.” His voice was husky. “Well, you were having way more fun then I was Mark. Remember? That’s why we broke up.” Shane tried to stand her ground. “I know Shane, and I’m sorry. I told you a million times.” There was a long silence. “I’ve thought about you, every day since. I’ve wanted to call. I’ve held my cock in my hand, stroking it, thinking about you and your sweet pussy.” “Well, I’m sure my pussy isn’t the only one you were thinking about.” Shane felt the warmth growing in her groin. Just thinking about Mark, and how good sex was with him, was driving her mad. But she knew she had to stand her ground. “I want to see you Shane.” His voice a plea. Shane sat on the floor, near tears. Knowing that she should not even allow herself, even the pleasure of a revenge fuck.It had been a long time since she had had sex. Months in fact. She had once left with a man from a club, thinking that a one night stand was what she had needed, but she couldn’t complete the act. The fact was, she was stillin love with Mark, and she knew it. “Shane?” his voice almanbahis yeni giriş softer. “I really have never forgotten about you. I still love you. Please, have dinner with me tonight.” She sat silent again. And finally the words came out. The flashes in her mind, controlling her actions. Thinking of him buried deep inside her. Taking her places only he could. “Okay,” she said softly. “Really? Oh god Shane. Tonight. Seven thirty. I’ll pick you up.” Shane reluctantly gave him her address, and hung up the phone. She closed her eyes. Again thinking of Mark.   It was hot. The air around her thick. The ball in her mouth a little to tight tonight. To tight to even get the safe word out if she needed it. Daisy. She thought the word. Wanted her mouth to form it. That word had been chosen, becauseit was her favorite flower. Mark was in a stronger mood tonight than usual, and being a little more rough then she was liking. The flogger he had used on her, had left welts she was sure were going to be permanent. She was face down on what looked like a pummel horse. Her wrists tight together under and her legs apart, chained to the legs of the table. Her ass hung off just at her hips, which allowed Mark perfect access to penetrate her, with whatever he liked. Mark’s fingers plunged inside her. Rough. Stinging. And yet it made her wet. So wet and wanting more. His hot voice in her ear. “You like this bitch?” She nodded, unable to speak. Soft moans escaping from behind the large ball. “Your pussy is so wet, I know you like it.” Mark’s voice rough. He pulled his hand out, and it came almanbahis giriş down on her ass in a violent blow, that sent her skin shaking in all directions. Her moan barely escaping. Trying to draw in air. She tried to look back at him, but could not turn her head far enough. She heard his zipper. Apparently there wasn’t going to be much play tonight. Mark walked around to the front of the table, and unhooked the strap and released the ball. She sucked in warm air. Bordering on choking. His cock was now forced into her mouth. He was bent over her, forcefully shoving two fingers in her asshole. She was starting to enjoy the feeling, when the smell hit her. That familiar sex smell. Pussy. She shuddered. Unable to pull away from his cock. She turned her head to the side,and spat out the word. “DAISY” she shouted. Mark didn’t stop at first. He kept ramming his fingers deep inside of her. “Daisy!” She shouted again. Mark came back, his actions quick, and he untied her, and freed her from the restraints. “What?” Mark asked in confusion. His brow furrowed and sweaty. “You stink” Was all she could get out between the breathlessness. and anger she felt. Trying to stand. “What the fuck are you talking about?” Mark asked even more confused. “Its hot in here, I’m sorry. I didn’t think that would make you say the fucking safe word. I’ll go shower.” “You should have showered her off of you, before you shoved your cock in my face.” She shouted. Mark closed his eyes, a shamed looked came across his face. Obviously he was remembering his encounter earlier in the day. He opened his eyes. “Get out Mark.” She said through grit teeth. “Please Shane, let me explain.” He pleaded. “Get out. Stay with her for tonight, for all I give a fuck, and I’ll be gone by morning.” “Are you going to let me explain?” “I don’t even want to hear it.

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