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opened it, expecting a FedEx guy or a kid selling candy for the school band. She was shocked to see Darrell standing on her porch. He was dressed casually in a polo shirt and jeans and he looked good enough to eat.
    “Uh…” Her voice failed her. Her mouth opened and closed. Her pussy immediately become wet and it embarrassed her.
    “Hi,” Darrell said and pulled open the screen door. Liz wanted to stop him, tell him that Rick wasn’t home, but she still couldn’t speak. Memories of their last encounter came flooding back, making her knees weak all over again . He came in and with one hand, grabbed her by the hair at the base of her neck and gave it a slight backward tug . It had the instant effect of making her pliable and more aroused, despite her misgivings. She could smell his freshly washed scent and her mind went back to their previous encounter and her pussy grew wet. He steered her around to the wall by the door. He shut the door with o ne hand, the other still firmly gripping her hair. He brought his free hand up and wrapped it around her neck , gently constricting her air flow and releasing, causing her to breathe with his rhythm. She wasn’t afraid – she trusted him. He was just showing her who was boss.
    His hand untangled from her hair and reached under her skirt and gripped her bottom. She gasped and tried to push it away. His other hand closed on her throat for a moment. She froze and did not stop him from ripping her panties from her body with a suddenness that made her moan .
    “I don’t like panties,” he growled.
    He unzipped himself and used his feet to pry her legs apart. He pulled up her skirt . She felt the tip of his cock touch her pussy and she swoone d. The hand on her neck relaxed, allowing her a full breath . This was the time to stop it, tell him to go, but she said nothing. The bulbous head of his cock rubbing on her wetness was focusing all her attention. She wanted it. He watched her eyes and she was ashamed that he could read her so easily. This wasn’t a rape. Not by a long shot . She was acquiescing to this. The only difference was that Rick wasn’t around to watch. She knew he would be upset that he couldn’t see this. Wouldn’t he?
    “Please,” she gasped.
    “I know what you’re thinking,” he said quietly. “Rick should be here. And he will be. But a week has gone by and I haven’t been told it was time for another session. You think we were just going to fuck once and be done with it?”
    His cock pressed in an inch and she could feel the size of it. Oh god . Liz tried to stand up on tiptoes to avoid it, her last shred of willpower being tested. Her mind shout ed: He’s not wearing a condom! She wanted him to force her so she could say it wasn’t her fault. It was a lie and they both knew it. She liked being forced. He was too powerful and s he was helpless in his arms.
    “I know you’re on the pill,” he growled.
    Darrell pressed her against the wall and eased his cock into her another inch. It was torture. Just fuck me already ! , her mind screamed. The hell with the condom. She wanted to feel his seed splash inside her.
    “Now, I expect you to tell Rick that you want to see me again. We’ll do this in front of him, just like he wants. But you need to tell him. He’s waiting on you. I’m waiting on you. You can drop your innocent pretenses.” His cock moved back and forth, one inch, causing spots to form in front of her eyes. “You want this cock again. And again.”
    He pulled out suddenly and she gr oaned at the loss. Her body quivered and she told him with her eyes that he could have her. Please. She reached down to feel his hard cock and it made her even wetter, which shamed her all over again.
    He laughed. “I want to hear you say it.”
    “What?” she asked and he released her and stepped back. Her knees were weak and she thought she might have fallen down if not for the wall behind her.
    “Don’t play coy or I’ll go right now.”
    Her