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his shaft . β good girl . . . β
his friend would kill him if he knew what was happening , how max was defiling the man's daughter . a problem for another time . now , his only thoughts were of stuffing each hole of hers .
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mouth parted slightly , moans pouring from the depths of his diaphragm that anybody outside the shed was guaranteed to hear .
β fuck , just like that , β his large hand guided the motion of her head , up and down the length of +
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wanted her , and his self control was out the window . once more , he stood straight , guiding her lips back to his throbbing cock .
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typical self β gratification .
his shirt is unbuttoned , slipping it off his frame and tossing it aside . hands cup the girl's cheeks , leaning down and pressing his own lips against hers in a hungry and desperate kiss . he +
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