hzbank: Employee ID 207605

This happened to me last week, and it still makes me very sad to talk about it now, but it's better to say it than to keep it bottled up inside. I work in client wealth management at a bank, and I've been doing it for almost a year. My supervisor values me highly; I'm efficient and responsible, so he trusts me. Officially, I'm a wealth management manager, but I'm also responsible for the bank's savings business. My job involves selling wealth management products, attracting deposits, meeting with clients, and finding new clients, etc. This incident happened during one of my deposit-attracting sessions… I always meet with clients alone, and the location is always chosen by the client. This client was from Shanxi, and the company values Shanxi clients highly, so I try my best to meet their requests. This particular deposit was over three million RMB, so I was even more careful. Even though they requested a hotel room, I didn't think much of it since it was just a deposit-attracting session. There were three people in the room: the boss, of course; the driver; and the assistant. The boss looked to be in his forties; although he had some wrinkles, his features were still quite handsome, but his gaze always had a slightly sleazy quality. The driver was in his thirties, not bad-looking, but with a cunning, malicious look on his face. The assistant was in his twenties, really handsome, with a kind face and captivating eyes. The four of us sat down, drinking and chatting—part of the social nicety, after all. We couldn't just sit down and start talking about savings; the conversation mostly revolved around women, and was often risqué. We were all sitting on the bed. They assigned me to sit in the middle, the boss to my left, the driver to my right, and the assistant in front of me. That was fine; I could look directly at the handsome man, better than those two lewd-looking men. During our conversation, the boss and driver would casually touch my chest and thighs. Because I was wearing a formal suit skirt, they made me take off my jacket, leaving me only in a thin, sheer white long-sleeved shirt. My light pink, slightly lace bra underneath was completely visible. I'm 168cm tall, with 42-inch legs and measurements of 32D-23-34. My skin is smooth and fair, and I have long, straight, jet-black hair that reaches my waist, making me even more beautiful. Therefore, when I took off my coat, the boss and driver's eyes were constantly scanning my body, making me very uncomfortable. My skirt is very short; when I'm standing, the hem only reaches halfway up my thighs. Now, sitting on the bed with one leg bent, the skirt is even shorter, almost exposing my entire thighs to them. Because of my good skin, I rarely wear stockings, which makes them even more likely to take advantage of me. However, I'm used to it. Often when soliciting savings, I'm subjected to groping and touching by customers, but I don't stop them. These are things that inevitably happen when soliciting savings; you get used to it after a while. During our conversation, I noticed that my assistant frequently looked down at my thighs. At first, I didn't think much of it, but the more he looked, the more obvious it became. The boss and driver also noticed and leaned over to look at me. Then the two men burst into laughter. The boss said, "Wow! So your underwear and bra are a set, they're both very pretty!" I quickly pressed my skirt down, my face turning red. So that's how it is! I kept blaming myself for being careless. The three of them were still laughing when suddenly the boss hugged me, saying, "You're really cute! You should work for me!" I slowly pushed him away, smiling as I changed the subject. We chatted and laughed, discussing savings. The four of us had already finished a bottle of red wine and half a bottle of whiskey, though I probably drank the most. They took turns toasting me, and I drank at least half a bottle of red wine and half a glass of whiskey. I consider myself a good drinker; I was only slightly tipsy, but my face was burning red. So I went to the restroom to stop, to avoid them trying to get me to drink more. When I came out of the restroom, we formally discussed savings. Everything went very smoothly, and it was done in just a few minutes. Just as I was about to ask them to sign the savings contract, the boss brought me a full glass of red wine, wanting a toast to a pleasant working relationship. I thought, everything's done, just need the signature, and it's just a glass of red wine, I won't get drunk, so I'll down it. I handed over the documents, but the boss said, "Don't rush, you said you'd sign, so you will. Let's chat a little longer, are you going to abandon us after you sign?" I couldn't refuse, so I continued chatting with them. At this point, perhaps everyone was a little tipsy, their speech became less restrained, the topics more open, and many risqué jokes were told. The boss and driver became even more unrestrained, groping me all over. Although I didn't like it, I hadn't signed yet, so I let them be. Somehow, my body grew hotter and hotter, as if I were on fire. My mind was hazy, and my arms felt light and weak. Without realizing it, the boss and driver's hands were directly rubbing my breasts through my clothes, and I couldn't push them away. When they touched my nipples and gently pinched them, waves of pleasure surged through my body. I understood! The drink was drugged. They drugged it while I was in the restroom. Thinking about this, I was furious, but also terrified. I said, "You drugged my drink!" The boss leered, "You're a smart girl, you figured it out so quickly. These drugs were originally meant for the girls at nightclubs to make them more unrestrained. But seeing how pretty you are, we couldn't bear to miss this opportunity, so we used them." I stood up angrily, but lost my balance and fell back onto the bed. The boss continued, "The effects won't wear off so quickly, and... I haven't signed the contract yet. How will I explain this to the company if you leave?" I stared blankly at the contract, thinking of my boss's confidence in me and the year he'd mentored me. How could I leave empty-handed? He said, "You've figured it out, haven't you? Don't worry, after the excitement comes over three million in savings, and there will be opportunities to cooperate again in the future." I thought about it. Yes, what he said was true, but how could I sell myself? As I was thinking this, he didn't allow me to resist and began to undress me. After they stripped me naked, they made me stand so they could admire me. They admired and praised me. I knew my own beauty: DC-cup breasts, a slender figure, long, beautiful legs, large, round, firm, and elastic breasts, light pink areolas, and tiny nipples smaller than red beans—truly enviable. They also stripped naked. The boss immediately pushed me onto the bed, kneading my breasts and sucking wildly on my nipples, occasionally licking them with his tongue or gently biting them with his teeth. Perhaps due to the drugs, I experienced wave after wave of pleasure. I hated my feelings. Was this drugging and raping? Was it rape? Why was I excited? Why was I experiencing pleasure? I felt ashamed of myself, attributing it all to the aphrodisiacs! One of the boss's hands reached down to my lower abdomen, touching my pubic hair, saying, "Even your pubic hair is so smooth and silky, truly exquisite!" Of course, I had applied conditioner to my pubic hair, making it shiny and soft. He touched lower, caressing my pearl, and I trembled. He then used a finger to linger outside my vulva, making me feel all tingly. The assistant came over, embraced my head, and kissed me. His kiss was so lingering and gentle, his breathing rapid. I fantasized that it was him touching me, not this old man. I stared at the handsome assistant with my eyes open, and with this fantasy, the pleasure intensified. The driver turned on the TV, turned up the volume, and then came over and vigorously rubbed my breasts, sucking my nipples desperately. The boss continued to focus on playing with my genitals. He switched to using his mouth and tongue to stimulate my clitoris, saying, "I've never played with such a pink and lovely vulva before, I absolutely love it! Even the nectar is so sweet, I love you to death!" The boss's tongue kept stimulating my clitoris, and he used his fingers to wander outside my vulva, sometimes inserting them deeply and sometimes shallowly into my vagina. The assistant continued kissing me, his hand caressing one of my breasts, rubbing it until it was deformed, squeezing my nipple high, then sucking on it, licking, twisting, and biting. I still fantasized that he was caressing the rest of my body as well. Suddenly, a wave of tingling, numbness surged up from my lower abdomen, and I couldn't help but moan softly. I tried to push away the head buried between my legs, but I was powerless. As wave after wave of pleasure surged through me, my moans grew louder. Ah, I finally came, and the boss immediately thrust his hard penis into my vagina. Wow~~ Your vagina is so tight, it grips my penis so tightly! He pushed my legs up, pressing them against my chest, and he clearly watched his penis go in and out of my vagina. The assistant and the driver each touched one of my breasts, watching the boss's performance. Somehow, being drugged and raped, and then being watched having sex, filled me with shame, yet also with pleasure and excitement. I had never experienced such a stimulating feeling before. The boss's penis wasn't long; even with his vigorous thrusts, it seemed he couldn't reach the very end of my vagina. I moaned; he could arouse my desire, but he couldn't satisfy me. My vagina kept flowing, but I never reached another orgasm. The boss finished quickly and sat to the side, watching the driver's performance. The driver lifted my legs and then...I spread my legs wide and immediately inserted his penis. His penis was thicker than the boss's, and it felt much fuller, but it still wasn't long enough to reach the very end of my vagina. He kept thrusting, looking at his penis going in and out, then at my breasts shaking violently. He finished quickly. Then it was the assistant's turn. He was completely different from his previous gentleness, pushing me around and making me support myself like a puppy, my legs spread wide, and ordering me to stick my buttocks up high. He spread my vulva open, inserted his fingers and circled them a few times, then told me to spread my legs even wider and raise my buttocks even higher. Suddenly, a huge iron rod was thrust into my vagina, filling it completely. He thrust all the way in, reaching my clitoris, and I cried out! He gripped my buttocks tightly and began to rock my body. I felt incredibly full in my lower body; every thrust was filled with pleasure, stimulating every cell! The boss and driver walked to my left and right, putting their heads under my breasts, which were shaking violently back and forth, and letting their tongues slide over my nipples. I was so excited that I forgot I was being gang-raped and was enjoying the waves of pleasure coming from my lower body. The assistant reached down to my chest, squeezed one of my breasts, squeezed, rubbed, and pulled my nipple. The thrusts from behind intensified, the speed and force increased, and I groaned wildly. "Ahhh, harder, harder, faster, faster, faster!" I abandoned all restraint, just to get more pleasure! "Ahhh, ahhh, I can't take it anymore, I'm coming!" Finally, I came again, my semen gushing out in large quantities, spraying everywhere with the thrusting of his penis, until the semen was almost gone, and he also ejaculated. When I collapsed on the bed, the boss came over again, lifted my legs and placed them on either side of his head. He held my legs with both hands and then inserted his now erect penis into my vagina. My juices continued to flow, and he persisted, thrusting again and again, reigniting my desire. The assistant and driver caressed my swaying breasts, while the manager sucked and rubbed, driving me wild with excitement. Finally, the boss finished again. The driver gave me a glass of water, which I drank without hesitation. Then I picked up my clothes and went to the bathroom to shower. When I came out, the contract was signed. I glanced at it to make sure I understood. I was about to leave when they asked me to stay and wait for them to shower before going to dinner with them. I wanted to leave quickly, as it would be awkward to stay, but they insisted, so I had no choice but to obey. We left the hotel; it was already dark. I said I needed to return the documents to the bank first, hoping to leave early, but they drove me back to the bank. After putting down the documents, I had no choice but to go with them to dinner. For some reason, that feeling of excitement was still there, even more so than in the afternoon. Seeing my unsteady gait, the boss put his arm around my shoulder and whispered in my ear, breathing hot air into it. I felt a burning sensation all over my body, and I also felt a flow of fluid from my genitals. How could this drug last so long? And why was it getting stronger? I got into their car. The driver drove, and the boss and his assistant sat on either side of me, constantly teasing me. Sometimes they would caress my breasts, sometimes my thighs, and they would even put their hands inside my underwear, kneading my clitoris and gently inserting them into my vagina. They made me ejaculate. "Oh~ are you really excited?" the boss said, increasing the force of his thrusts. "Boss, please~ please stop, I can't take it anymore~" My breathing had quickened, and that indescribable feeling of excitement was spreading throughout my body, making it very painful. "You know what? Actually, the water I gave you just now had a very strong aphrodisiac in it, a different kind at that. Soon, you'll be burning up and want to take your clothes off..." The driver's words startled me. I retorted, "I won't take my clothes off! I still have my senses! You're so cunning! Didn't you already take advantage of me? Why do you want to do it again?" The boss laughed and said, "Such a rare opportunity, plus such a beautiful woman, how can one afternoon be enough for us to play with?" I was furious, but with that anger, my body became increasingly hot. Their hands continued to tease me, igniting my desire. Oh! Really, I even had the urge to take my clothes off; I was going crazy from the heat! The boss continued, "Are you hot? Don't worry, I've prepared a very cool outfit for you." Then the manager took out a piece of clothing for me and told me to change into it immediately. "You want me to change in the car? How can I?" "If you don't change now, I won't change you later." Thinking about how hot it was, I couldn't care less; I'd change in front of them! Luckily, the car was an Alphard, offering good privacy, so I wasn't worried about being seen. After putting on the new clothes, I did feel a little cooler, but it also gave me a shock! It was incredibly sexy; I'd never worn anything so sexy before! A thin, almost transparent white short-sleeved top, very form-fitting, hugging my upper body tightly, with a low neckline that clung to the top of my bra, exposing most of my breasts. I could also clearly see the style of my bra. The bottom was a low-waisted, super-short mini skirt of the same material. It barely covered my buttocks, and my underwear was clearly visible. Because my underwear was very thin lace, I could vaguely see my dark pubic hair. Because the top was short, exposing my navel, and the skirt was low-waisted, revealing my slender waist, I objected to wearing this outfit on the street. However, they had already put my suit skirt away, and I had no choice. They went to a high-end restaurant in Houhai for dinner. Along the way, many people were already watching me. Seeing their gazes, I was so ashamed I wanted to disappear into a hole. Yet, I also felt a strange kind of pleasure. The feeling of being seen through by those people actually excited me. It must be the effect of those drugs! I suppressed my shame and savored the pleasure. At dinner, they ordered another bottle of red wine, and I was forced to drink two glasses. My whole body felt hot, and the owner kept putting his hand under the table into my underwear, extremely teasing me. After leaving the restaurant, they strolled around the bar street. Every man along the way stared at me, some even whistling, making me feel both embarrassed and ashamed. The more passersby looked at me, the more excited I became. My body temperature continued to rise, and I really wanted to take off all my clothes! Some people deliberately walked up to me, openly staring at my breasts, while others deliberately bumped into me. After walking around for a while, they drove off to another place. I asked, "Can you stop playing with me? Aren't you done yet?" "No! How could it be so fast? Your drug hasn't worn off yet, the real deal is coming..." The boss stroked my breasts, and the assistant teased my clitoris. I was burning up... "So hot~ So hot~~~" "Hot? Then take off your bra too! It'll be much cooler." The boss said, pulling down my shirt and taking off my bra. Then he and the assistant rubbed and sucked my breasts. After parking the car, they took me to a fairly large nightclub near the Workers' Stadium. Because my bra was off, the people along the way were even more aroused. My nipples were fully exposed, protruding even more sharply. My full, round, and firm breasts were covered by a nearly transparent low-cut top, making me look even sexier than if I were naked. Entering the nightclub, I found it mostly filled with men. Their eyes lit up when they saw me; the sheer number of eyes staring at me made me incredibly nervous, yet also intensely excited. We sat on a sofa on the second floor. The owner told me to go to the restroom and take off my underwear. I refused, but he had his assistant and driver hold me hostage, forcing me to do so. When I emerged from the restroom, I looked down and saw I was practically naked, my pubic hair clearly visible to everyone. All the men stared at me, shouting and cheering. Some even boldly reached out and pinched my buttocks, making me extremely embarrassed. When I returned to my seat, I found three strangers. I looked at the owner, who said, "They said they want to sit down and join us." So I sat between two of them. They made no attempt to hide their admiring glances at my body. The owner said, "You can touch them if you like; they're the real deal!"The strangers laughed and said, "Great! You can do whatever you want tonight, drink and play as much as you want, it'll all be on our bill!" I stared at the owner in disbelief. He just smiled, and then several hands began to roam and caress my body. "No! Don't touch me!" I couldn't help but cry out, but my voice was barely audible. "Don't be afraid, miss, we'll be very gentle!" I looked around. All the other men were staring at our table. I looked down at the three men groping me. My self-esteem shattered... Now, not only had I been drugged and raped by the owner and his gang, but I was also being subjected to a public sex show, molested by three unknown men. My dignity was completely destroyed! I didn't have the strength to resist them. The drugs made me weak all over, and they also masked my shame. Being humiliated like this, I was actually aroused and my penis was throbbing! I realized I was truly breaking down! They took turns caressing every sensitive part of me. They kneaded my clitoris, inserted their fingers in and out of my vagina, rubbed and squeezed my breasts, and sucked on my tiny nipples. I watched them touch me, violate me, and watched the others excitedly enjoy my performance. My desire was ignited, and I began to moan. I knew I shouldn't moan, but I was so excited, my whole body was on fire, and the excitement surged through every part of my body, even into every cell. I couldn't take it anymore! I was so excited, everyone was watching me, what was shame? What was modesty? I forgot it all! I was just overwhelmed with excitement, and I moaned wantonly, moaning out my excitement, my needs! "Miss, your figure is truly perfect, beautiful beyond compare! Your moans are even more beautiful and unforgettable!" one of the three men said. Hearing the praise made me moan even more unrestrained. "You don't seem to have much sexual experience, how dare you come out like this? Were you heartbroken?" one of them asked me. "No—it was them, they secretly put aphrodisiacs in my drink. I was too weak to resist them and let them do whatever they wanted." "So despicable? Don't worry, we'll stand up for you, and we absolutely won't let them take you away from here." "Thank you, I didn't expect you to be so chivalrous." "Don't say that, we're just disgusted by their behavior. It's too much to let such a nice girl be treated like this!" "Then why are you still humiliating me?" "They said you were a prostitute, that they paid you to let them have their way with you all night. But judging from your physical reaction just now, it wasn't normal excitement. We're in the business, how could we not tell you were drugged?" "And look at your body, so tender and untouched, like no one has ever touched you. And your aura, even in your vulgar clothes, can't hide your unique charm." "So what? I'm still being played with by you, aren't I? How am I supposed to face people after this?" "Don't worry, no one will recognize you, they'll only recognize your body. Besides, it'll be hard to explain if we don't continue, and we're all aroused, we can't just stop." "And if you don't do it, the drug won't wear off for a long time, you'll feel terrible for a long time, and if you run into the street later, your fate will be even worse than it is now!" I understood what they meant. Since it's already started, what does it matter? Besides, I can't control myself anymore, my juices are flowing uncontrollably. During our conversation, they kept teasing me. Thinking about it brought back that tingling, aching feeling. I watched one of them circle and tease my clitoris with their fingers, and another finger lingered outside my vulva. The tingling intensified, then my lower abdomen contracted, and a large amount of semen gushed out, flowing onto the floor. Reaching orgasm in front of so many people, and releasing so much semen in front of everyone, brought back my shame, but seeing them so engrossed only amplified my excitement. Then one of them took out his penis and thrust it in. The feeling of my vagina being filled again was wonderful! Another one had me support myself on the sofa with my hands and then penetrated me from behind. My breasts heaved violently, some of the others were masturbating, and I moaned even more wantonly. The subsequent thrusts intensified, each impact hitting my G-spot, and semen gushed out wildly. Then my second orgasm came, and semen gushed out like a burst dam. The man finished as my orgasm arrived. The third man sat on the sofa, asking me to sit facing him. I spread my legs wide, letting them cross over his, and he forcefully pressed me down, his entire penis plunging into my vagina. I rocked my body vigorously against the chair's footrests, and he supported my slender waist, pushing me up and down, sometimes circling, sometimes thrusting. He admired the swaying of my breasts, then took one into his mouth, biting and nibbling at my nipple, while his other hand continuously kneaded my other breast. I actively moved my lower body, letting his penis circle inside me, my vagina soaking his pubic hair. Then he asked me to stand up again, to sit with my back to him, spreading one leg and straddling his. He moved his penis, pressing me down forcefully, and I enveloped his penis again. This position seemed even better than before; as soon as I sat down, his penis hit my G-spot, striking it with every thrust, bringing me to a climax, incredibly excited! I looked down and saw his penis going in and out of my vagina, saw my semen flowing down, saw my breasts shaking violently. He reached forward with one hand and grabbed one of my breasts, squeezing it hard and deforming it. He then pinched and played with my nipple with his fingers, pulling and twisting it, making it long and then rotating it. The slight stinging sensation only increased my pleasure. Finally, under his relentless thrusting into my G-spot, I came again! Water splashed everywhere. I looked at the ground; several puddles had merged together, wetting the entire floor. I leaned contentedly against the man's chest. He held me, gently kissing my neck, then my earlobe, then my side, and finally my lips. His tongue danced inside my mouth, sucking passionately. I was intoxicated by his kisses until my breath became rapid again, at which point he stopped. Another man handed me a long robe, which I put on. The rest of the story, I'll tell you another time!I understood what they meant. Since it had already started, what did it matter? Besides, I couldn't control myself; my juices were flowing uncontrollably. During our conversation, they had been teasing me. Thinking about it, that tingling sensation returned. I watched one of their fingers circling and teasing my clitoris, another finger lingering outside my vulva. The tingling sensation intensified, then my lower abdomen contracted, and a large amount of juices gushed out, flowing onto the floor. Reaching orgasm in front of so many people, and releasing so much juice in front of everyone, brought back my shame, but seeing them so engrossed only amplified my excitement. Then one of them took out his penis and thrust it in. The feeling of my juices being filled again was wonderful! Another made me support myself on the sofa with my hands and then penetrated me from behind. My breasts heaved violently. Some of the others were masturbating, and I moaned even more wantonly. The thrusts intensified, each impact hitting my G-spot, juices gushing out wildly. Then my second orgasm came, juices gushing out like a burst dam. The man finished as my orgasm arrived. The third man sat on the sofa, asking me to sit facing him. I spread my legs wide, letting them cross over his, and he forcefully pressed me down, his entire penis plunging into my vagina. I rocked my body vigorously against the chair's footrests, and he supported my slender waist, pushing me up and down, sometimes circling, sometimes thrusting. He admired the swaying of my breasts, then took one into his mouth, biting and nibbling at my nipple, while his other hand continuously kneaded my other breast. I actively moved my lower body, letting his penis circle inside me, my vagina soaking his pubic hair. Then he asked me to stand up again, to sit with my back to him, spreading one leg and straddling his. He moved his penis, pressing me down forcefully, and I enveloped his penis again. This position seemed even better than before; as soon as I sat down, his penis hit my G-spot, striking it with every thrust, bringing me to a climax, incredibly excited! I looked down and saw his penis going in and out of my vagina, saw my semen flowing down, saw my breasts shaking violently. He reached forward with one hand and grabbed one of my breasts, squeezing it hard and deforming it. He then pinched and played with my nipple with his fingers, pulling and twisting it, making it long and then rotating it. The slight stinging sensation only increased my pleasure. Finally, under his relentless thrusting into my G-spot, I came again! Water splashed everywhere. I looked at the ground; several puddles had merged together, wetting the entire floor. I leaned contentedly against the man's chest. He held me, gently kissing my neck, then my earlobe, then my side, and finally my lips. His tongue danced inside my mouth, sucking passionately. I was intoxicated by his kisses until my breath became rapid again, at which point he stopped. Another man handed me a long robe, which I put on. The rest of the story, I'll tell you another time!I understood what they meant. Since it had already started, what did it matter? Besides, I couldn't control myself; my juices were flowing uncontrollably. During our conversation, they had been teasing me. Thinking about it, that tingling sensation returned. I watched one of their fingers circling and teasing my clitoris, another finger lingering outside my vulva. The tingling sensation intensified, then my lower abdomen contracted, and a large amount of juices gushed out, flowing onto the floor. Reaching orgasm in front of so many people, and releasing so much juice in front of everyone, brought back my shame, but seeing them so engrossed only amplified my excitement. Then one of them took out his penis and thrust it in. The feeling of my juices being filled again was wonderful! Another made me support myself on the sofa with my hands and then penetrated me from behind. My breasts heaved violently. Some of the others were masturbating, and I moaned even more wantonly. The thrusts intensified, each impact hitting my G-spot, juices gushing out wildly. Then my second orgasm came, juices gushing out like a burst dam. The man finished as my orgasm arrived. The third man sat on the sofa, asking me to sit facing him. I spread my legs wide, letting them cross over his, and he forcefully pressed me down, his entire penis plunging into my vagina. I rocked my body vigorously against the chair's footrests, and he supported my slender waist, pushing me up and down, sometimes circling, sometimes thrusting. He admired the swaying of my breasts, then took one into his mouth, biting and nibbling at my nipple, while his other hand continuously kneaded my other breast. I actively moved my lower body, letting his penis circle inside me, my vagina soaking his pubic hair. Then he asked me to stand up again, to sit with my back to him, spreading one leg and straddling his. He moved his penis, pressing me down forcefully, and I enveloped his penis again. This position seemed even better than before; as soon as I sat down, his penis hit my G-spot, striking it with every thrust, bringing me to a climax, incredibly excited! I looked down and saw his penis going in and out of my vagina, saw my semen flowing down, saw my breasts shaking violently. He reached forward with one hand and grabbed one of my breasts, squeezing it hard and deforming it. He then pinched and played with my nipple with his fingers, pulling and twisting it, making it long and then rotating it. The slight stinging sensation only increased my pleasure. Finally, under his relentless thrusting into my G-spot, I came again! Water splashed everywhere. I looked at the ground; several puddles had merged together, wetting the entire floor. I leaned contentedly against the man's chest. He held me, gently kissing my neck, then my earlobe, then my side, and finally my lips. His tongue danced inside my mouth, sucking passionately. I was intoxicated by his kisses until my breath became rapid again, at which point he stopped. Another man handed me a long robe, which I put on. The rest of the story, I'll tell you another time!

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