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He seemed to sense it as he chuckled and bore down on me harder and faster, his hand again connecting with my ass. My body was still throbbing heavily when I suddenly gasped loud, feeling myself getting picked up and thrown over a shoulder. The shower was mind-blowing good, the shower head one that had different settings on it. He threw what was in it on the coffee table, a bunch of twenties, a couple of fifties and to my shock, a couple of hundreds – well over what it would take to pay me off and my eyes shifted back to his as I relaxed back on the couch.
