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I don’t know what stirs me from my sleep, but when I groggily open my eyes you are already on me, your calloused hand covering my mouth, the weight of your body pinning me down. Before I even have time to react, your other hand is between my legs, spreading them, pulling the cotton of my panties aside to expose my pussy. “Not a peep little girl, I know you’ll like this,” you growl low in my ear, pushing forward, forcing y...