Sally
Colby's expression darkened, his jaw clenching as he read my lips. He slowly reached out and grabbed my throat gently, pulling me closer.
"Alright, you asked for it," he murmured, his breath hot against my face. His other hand began to unbuckle his belt.
It was then I realized he wasn't in his sports pants. Did that mean he never intended to come to practice today?
Colby's grip on my throat tightened slightly, his eyes burning into mine with intensity. He shoved his pants down, freeing his already hard c**k.
Grabbing my hips, he spun me around and bent me over the table. Without warning, he plunged into me, filling me completely in one fierce thrust.
I might really scream now. Really.
"Mmmph..." The low moan escapes your lips, half choked off by his hand around your throat.
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