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He smirks, and I would find him arrogant if he hadn't just fucked my brains out like a god. He surged huose, holding her still in his lap.

Hungry for all the cock she could swallow she tried to pull both salesmen's pricks into her mouth at the same time. Beer pong. I realised I liked that she was leading the way, as if she had planned this entire meeting out; it set a precedent for who was in control here. She didn't beg him as he requested.

The only notable moment from the car ride came as I made sure Jess understood that I wanted to be seen as two female friends enjoying a night out, not lovers, just in case we ran into people I worked with or other friends and acquaintances from the area that I know go there regularly.

There's a difference. It might as well be now and from me. I was just not a good wife nor was I even a good mother. His rough anal pounding soon made lean my head back and as I tried to hold in screams from the pleasure I was receiving.

You're gonna be begging me to use it before I'm done. This time I didn't try to hold it back, either. Her blonde hair pinned up in a bun and a gold and black gemmed necklace accented her smooth neck and shoulders.

"Oh don't cry now.