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As the song's lyrics clicked in her head, the best way Mary Jane Watson could have described the sensation building in her pants was... angry. The vibrations of a woman scorned by love stung through her body, rippling outward from a pussy that only got
more wet and wild by the second.
In the mix of this, as she ripped her white tanktop and matching bra clean off to let her breasts bounce free, returned a tingling revival of memories and feelings that should have been purged in a dark bargain made years ago. Oh, she remembered the day alright.
It was just One More Day for her to think about how much her asshole of an ex-husband had decided her pussy wasn't worth the time of day next to his aunt.
But he'd pay. Oh yes, he'd pay alright.
"He wants to give me up? Fine, I'll strut around right in front of him until he begs to touch me..." She grinned vengefully as she added, "... then turn him down as the only man in the world I won't let tap this ass."
She whipped through the closet, eyeing up for the sleaziest ensemble her collection could muster without earning her a one-way ticket to the jailhouse.
As Polaris, better known as Lorna Dane, woke from her bed that morning, a song on the radio crept into her thoughts.
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