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โAnd youโd be correct, but if this first impression is anything to go off of, Iโd reckon that everyone here doesnโt watch where theyโre going . .โ
he humored himself, a small smile forming across the jockeyโs face.
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a small huff leaving between his lips as he was run into, golden locks of hair similarly falling from his shoulders to his eyes, staring down at the pink-haired girl.
โ๐๐ถ๐ฒ๐ด๐ผ.
๐๐ถ๐ฒ๐ด๐ผ ๐๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ๐ผ.โ
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tsk, tsk.
a ๐๐ฒ๐น๐ณ๐ถ๐๐ต one, arenโt you .แฃ
you are more than welcome to try ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐๐๐ฟ๐ผ๐๐ถ๐ป๐ด my earthly possessions.
but I will make sure you ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ด๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ ๐ถ๐.
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fine.
Iโll indulge in these ๐๐ฒ๐ป๐๐ฒ๐น๐ฒ๐๐ accusations you insist on making.
what would ๐๐ผ๐ even do about it .แฃ
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* a smirk painted across his lips as the blonde walked forward, bulge swaying and moving against the fabric of his pants before he hooked a hand around the First Ladyโs waist.
Imagining what it looks like ๐๐ถ๐๐ต๐ผ๐๐ all these ๐น๐ฎ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐, Scarlet .แฃ
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she scoffs going on with a chuckle as
she lays both hands onto her hips.
โ i can hold myself just fi- โ
she quickly paused as her eyes darted
down onto his bulge , she would gulp.
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I can handle myself in the sack.
the real worry is if you can still ๐๐ผ๐ฏ๐ฏ๐น๐ฒ back to funny valentine, by the time Iโm done with you.
* handโs grabbing at his waistband, pulling them up to make his ๐ฏ๐๐น๐ด๐ถ๐ป๐ด hard-on more prominent.
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the same valentine that is too busy running this country to pay attention to his ๐ฏ๐ผ๐บ๐ฏ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐น๐น of a wife . . .แฃ
please, he wouldnโt even notice.
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