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“Filthy animal!” Carly hissed under her breath.The concrete felt hot against her bare feet in the midday’s sun. She pressed a slender shoulder against the motel room’s door and cursed the brute on the other side as she slipped her stilettos on. Her micro little black dress rode over her hips and exposed her bare ass as she bent at the waist.Carly took a quick inventory of the surroundings. The cheap, rent by the hour motel was located in one of the city’s run down areas. A far cry from the luxury hotel suites she was accustomed to.“Prick!” she shouted and pounded her fists against the paper thin door that he had slammed shut behind her.Carly pulled the hem Güngören escort bayan of her little black, fuck-me-dress over her sore ass. The brute had kept her perfumed bra and thong as a souvenir. A satisfied grin momentarily replaced the scowl on her face. She was elated that he wanted a memento of their dirty tryst.Carly walked as fast as the ache between her legs would allow her to. He had instructed her to park close to the sidewalk, the farthest distance possible from the room. Her left tit popped out of her dress and a sharp pain shot through her pussy and ass when she quickened the pace of her high heeled sprint Escort İnnovia across the parking lot. Carly gritted her teeth and hissed as she pulled the ultra-low neckline of the mini-dress over her exposed tit.She breathed a short lived sigh of relief once she was behind the tinted windows and locked doors of her vehicle.“Fuck!” she lamented at her ghastly reflection in the vanity mirror.Her makeup and lipstick was a faded, smudged imbroglio. A red, blue, and black befouled mess smeared across her fair face.“Fuck!” she screamed out at the top of her lungs, and frantically dove at the glove compartment of her car for a Kağıthane escort tissue to remove the wad of his cum that was matted in her tresses. The thick, cloudy gob stuck out like a sore thumb in contrast to her long, raven hair. He hadn’t allowed her to tidy up prior to shoving her out the door.Her eyes darted to a movement in the rear view mirror. “Prick,” she muttered under her breath as she watched him exit the motel room and enter his vehicle. “Don’t look at him when he drives by,” she sternly said to herself. “Don’t!”Carly followed the path of his car in the rear view mirror with a vacant stare as it rolled towards her. The closer he got the quicker her heart pounded and the harder her pussy throbbed.He rolled past her and gunned his car out on to the street.Feelings of being used, humiliated, degraded and ashamed coursed through her body and mind as she stared blankly at his tail lights disappearing down the road. Yet, her pussy continued to throb.

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