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I sit at the laptop and finish writing the script. Night. She is sleeping. If we were not mistaken, and now we rarely make mistakes, then we will make good money in this scenario. Only, eyes are tired, and the back hurts. And a member ... four orgasms per night and marathon sex, it turns out, lead to aching muscles and a rubbed member. And yet it was very nice. Brutal sex that would scare any third-party driver.
I leaned back in my chair, closed the laptop. And he no longer wants to sleep, and there is no work to do. We must return to her, though ...
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I leaned back in my chair, closed the laptop. And he no longer wants to sleep, and there is no work to do. We must return to her, though ...
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Aaaaaaaa!
Our general orgasm, cry and moan, filled the bedroom. I lay on it, pouring into her ass. She moaned through the gag. After 10 minutes, I got up and began to untie her from the bed. She lay still, still experiencing only the past orgasm. I took off her gag, sat down beside her and began gently stroking her hair. - how are you, kitty?
She smiled, opened her eyes: - great. - she whispered - you are the best, honey.
The smile of a stupid boy on my face ...
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Our general orgasm, cry and moan, filled the bedroom. I lay on it, pouring into her ass. She moaned through the gag. After 10 minutes, I got up and began to untie her from the bed. She lay still, still experiencing only the past orgasm. I took off her gag, sat down beside her and began gently stroking her hair. - how are you, kitty?
She smiled, opened her eyes: - great. - she whispered - you are the best, honey.
The smile of a stupid boy on my face ...
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