Jane was lying back on her bed, legs spread wide as she watched stranger after stranger enter her room.She was horny and eager to get fucked, but also nervous about who these men would be and how they would treat her.Some men came in quickly, taking her from behind as she moaned and gasped in pleasure.Others took their time, licking her up and down before fucking her hard and fast.One man grabbed Jane's hair and pulled her head back as he thrust deep inside her.Another stood over her, staring into her eyes as he filled her up.Some men talked dirty to her, calling her a slut and whore as they took what they wanted.Others whispered sweet nothings into her ear, telling her how beautiful she was.Jane couldn't believe how many different men were fucking her that night.There was the tall, dark-haired guy who filled her pussy to the brim, the small, muscular guy who used his tongue to bring her to the edge, and the old, experienced guy who knew just how to hit all the right spots.Each man left her feeling more satisfied than the last, and Jane felt herself getting harder and harder with each passing moment.But then something unexpected happened.One of the men started to talk to Jane, asking her if she was okay and if she wanted to stop.Jane was surprised - most of the men had just taken what they wanted and left, but this man seemed different.He spent some time talking to her, learning about her and making sure she was comfortable.After they finished having sex, Jane couldn't help but think about the man.She couldn't believe that out of all the strangers who had been in her bed that night, this one had been so kind and considerate.Maybe there was something to the idea of being fucked by a stranger that went beyond just the physical act of sex.Maybe there was something deeper, more meaningful to it all.And maybe Jane would be seeing this man again soon.
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