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She trailed the ice down her chest and cleavage licking out her tongue, then back up to her mouth. She played with the ice in her fingers with her ton...ue, flicking and sucking on it. Watching her made the temperature rise between my thighs. I started to imagine her tongue caressing my pearl, moving in and out of my wetness. My face was still but under the table my juices had already started to flow. She watched me and made every inclination that she wanted to be inside me. I couldnt believe no. ”“Excuse me? Me! What can I do?”“Well, you’ve known him the longest, you talk to him?”“First, tell me about Jan. This should be interesting, considering her mother.”“Hey! Not fair. You were gone on business and I was horny. We were talking over coffee one morning and the next thing I know, I’m in bed with her. you can’t complain. You got more than one threesome out of that.”“Yeah, she did have a mean ass.”“Right, and the same one that you fucked her in so many times.”“Alright…later. So, what’s. More

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