“Did you mean that?”
“Mean what?” he groaned, his dick softening in me
. I spluttered and kicked at him, my hands scratching at his wrists. Even if he was an uptight jerk
. . No one said a word
“Did you mean that?”
“Mean what?” he groaned, his dick softening in me
. I spluttered and kicked at him, my hands scratching at his wrists. Even if he was an uptight jerk
. . No one said a word
“Did you mean that?”
“Mean what?” he groaned, his dick softening in me
. I spluttered and kicked at him, my hands scratching at his wrists. Even if he was an uptight jerk
. . No one said a word
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