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He looked at me with his lusty eyes and started feeling my tits
. ” Still he said nothing. She grabbed my dick and stroked it and said: “A lady in a van? Bullshit!, you’ve been messing around on me, you fucker! No pussy for you tonight!”
I whispered: “ what if I fix your phone?”
She whispered back: “wanna ride in my van?”
She slipped away from me, and ran out of the bedroom
. . brain of the computer could extrapolate a favorable answer
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He looked at me with his lusty eyes and started feeling my tits
. ” Still he said nothing. She grabbed my dick and stroked it and said: “A lady in a van? Bullshit!, you’ve been messing around on me, you fucker! No pussy for you tonight!”
I whispered: “ what if I fix your phone?”
She whispered back: “wanna ride in my van?”
She slipped away from me, and ran out of the bedroom
. . brain of the computer could extrapolate a favorable answer
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