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My Katie girl is locked in my head.

I smell her sweet and tasty cunt on my fingers.

I wrap my hand around my cock and stroke fiercely.

I hold her thong to my nose and just smell her.

It’s faded a little. That tells me I’m going to need something fresh.

My hand moves faster and harder, using her thong as I jerk myself off.

My head back against the wall, feeling the tight grip of my hand and the laced material of her thong, I picture my Katie girl. Naked. Head to toe.

Tied up. A gag in her mouth. Black mascara running down her face.

But her eyes so big, beautiful and willing.

Her ass cheeks raw red. Her legs spread, her cunt soaking the floor of my closet as she can’t stop coming.

I grunt and feel hot cum spurt all over my hand and my Katie girl’s thong.

I open my eyes and exhale a breath.

I stroke myself empty, then toss the thong to the floor.

I check the time and nod.

I swing my legs from the bed and stand up.

Axel is on his way to kill me.

I runthe risk of Axel just blowing up the garage.

Now that would be a hell of an attack.

He won’t do that because of all the heroin I still have hidden on the premises.

Right now this is just two big alpha lions roaring at one another.

I listen as Axel approaches the office, ready to bust out a window and open the lock. He’d probably trash the place and vandalize all the vehicles here, knowing it would royally fuck up my business.

“Door is unlocked,” I call out.

There’s a pause.

“No, I’m not going to shoot or kill you, Axel.”

The door opens.

Two men walk in, follow by Axel.

The men have guns.

Axel is dressed in all black, head to toe, his face vicious and mean.

I just sit there in the chair behind the desk, my feet up.

“What the fuck is this, man?” Axel asks. “How…”

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