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The guy reared back, putting everything he had left into a haymaker. Karen jumped into the air, wrapped her legs around his arm, grabbed his wrist, and twisted her body around.Everybody heard the breaking bone a second before he screamed."Get down, Mike!" Karen screamed. I had been standing up to prevent the last attacker from going at Karen. I changed my mind, ducked, and turned my head.I would swear on a stack of bibles that the air was visibly flowing around the charging Karen. She jumped. .that I like. You all want to fuck me so badly that I can never get off as everyone is practically cumming as they enter me. This way, I get you to pop off quickly and then we can settle down for a nice hot fuck session. Make sense?" It did, I was still a little pissed however. But, that was short lived. She wiped the cum off her face and gorgeous tits and then kissed me long and deep. I could taste the cum ever so slightly and it was salty. We fell back on the lounger and I. “Well, I am that, if nothing else.”Hearing the tremor in his voice, Tobin leaned down and kissed him tenderly. “Baby, you’re so much more than just that.”Trevor kissed him back, but still looked somewhat troubled. When he didn’t speak for a time but stared into the middle distance, Tobin grew concerned.“Are you okay?” he asked finally.“Honestly?” Trevor met his ga , and grinned. “Not sure whether I’m jealous or envious.”“The difference being…?”“The difference being, I’m a little jealous that. Bend me over and fuck me deep just like a real bitch! Your little naughty bitch. All yours.”Kevin sent back a text message that read, ‘Layla!!! You got me on hard sitting on this bus. Just the way I like it. No sword. No apples.’Across the country, the slumbering femboy was awakened by the message notification. The attractive sex-crazed creature reveled in the fact that the straight man was so considerably drawn to her Daddy Superman was to her. He had given her the names ‘Layla’ and ‘Kitty.
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