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You want me bad. “No, my ankle, I think it’s sprained. Melissa went into the girl’s bathroom and cried. He stared in amazement, he’d fucked her sister Melissa-who had the same size tits- but she had her shirt on. I want her. Tom grabbed Marissa’s miniskirt from the front, closest to her crotch, her pulled, the seems popped in the back and the skirt was off. He grabbed them in his hands and massaged her breasts. The girls were walking to school, Tom and Melissa wear chatting and holding hands, totally oblivious to Marissa. Read 12756 times |
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Take her aside and tell her you’ve only been using her to get my attention. “You dirty whore, take your fuckin’ shirt off,” Tom commanded, his eyes were filled with lustrous need. Tell her you start dripping precum ever time you see me and you cum in your pants when I speak.
