He couldn't count exactly, since all her visits merged into one blurry memory. She always took the same table, hidden in a wee room round the corner, ...asically invisible from the rest of the cafe. He liked that she was a regular. It provided some familiarity and attachment in otherwise very transient job. Thanks to the regulars there were things baristas could look forward to or complain about. He also liked that all of them were slightly mysterious, same way as he seemed to recognise and know. “Just ... give me until the end of the day,” I said, swallowing. I was straight. I didn’t want to do things with a futa.“Of course, sport,” the futa-coach said. She grinned at me. “I know you’ll do the right things and help our football team win.”“Yeah,” I said, squirming. “Well, we should get to our classes.”“Right, right.” She grabbed a pad off her desk and filled out two notes. “So your teachers don’t get mad.”“Thanks,” I said, taking mine.My dick throbbed in my little sister’s incestuous. More

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