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She was Rita Jones. My eyes rolled back into my head as I savored every moment being buried in her tight bowels. I loved it. “That hurt.”
“It was supposed,” I groaned, my pussy growing hotter and hotter as I savored her pain. She burned with heat. I grinned at the nubile girls glancing at me as I dispensed justice. I had to find out. I changed the angle. “How?”
“I made a wish with the futa-fairy,” I told her. Our flesh slapped together, rivaling the smacks from the giggling girls’ hands on Ms. “She came so hard on my dick!”
CRACK! She needs to learn to do nice things for others. It was so wrong. I buried over and over into her. She hissed in a breath.
