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My tongue caressed her clitoris as she cried out, "Harry... what? No one has... I've never had - Oh, Harry, Harry. Pleeease!"I suckled on her clitoris...only briefly, knowing that she was right on the edge. I allowed two fingers to wriggle into the wetness of her and gently poked into the dark cavern of her being, sensing her thighs parting further.Her breathing and gasping were rising to a crescendo. Time.I rolled on top of her and guided the tip of my erection into her eager entryIt had been my. She was a bitch, but built like nothing I had ever seen, outside of a nudie book that is.As time went on, I started noticing the way she was moving, standing and sitting in ways that exposed her attributes to me. I’m not sure if this was on purpose or not, but I wasn’t going to ask; after all, I was enjoying watching this absolute bitch show me her goodies, so I could beat off and pretend I was grudge-fucking her.One day while searching through my dad's nightstand for change for the arcade, I. More

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