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So here they sat, in a quaint quiet cafe, the awkward silence growing between them after several attempts at conversation had fallen through. Hurriedly, in no mood to test whether he would scream or not when he regained his senses, she fumbled with the belt at her waist, opening it and unzipping her jeans, letting them fall. Xvideos Unfortunately, she had gotten more than she had bargained for, the date for its part had been lovely and Andrea had invited herself back to the blonde’s place. “What the fuck is it going to take to get you to shut up you dick teasing fuck?”
He stared at her, eyes wide with fear, but she had answered her own question, her grin spreading, becoming predatory as she settled on her target. Once he was out of sight she sighed and slumped a little, raising her coffee to stare into the black steaming liquid. Her balls emptying onto him, her passion and her rage subsiding. She remembered it then, it had been a woman, a delicate blonde girl, slender and fine, concerned about her growing weight despite the fact she had been too skinny to be healthy. Testingly she moved her hand away and he remained still, paralysed as he stared at the monstrous bulge, he’d never actually seen the size of what he’d been forced to take, only felt it and he could hardly believe he’d taken something as big as what he was now faced with. “Good,” Andrea responded, moving her hand from his face to also grip his head, her hold vice-like, her hands hot and the

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