‘Kathryn,’ it read, followed by a cellphone number. I reached for the next. It was a piece of card torn from the corner of a menu or some such. �...Please, please, please call me. Your Sara,’ and a number again. I felt in my pocket again, the next was also card but seemed more regularly shaped. It was a passport-type photograph of the delicate otherworldly-looking blonde girl. On the back was written, ‘Fuck me.’ There was no name, just a number. ‘What have you got there, darling?’ asked Wendy. I. I built up a rhythm, bobbing my head up and down his shaft, my saliva dribbling down to his hot, full balls, my hand gently squeezing them as it did."I think I'm close to cumming." Paul said."Not yet you don't." I said, stopping the sucking on his very hard cock."Why? What's wrong?" Nothing is wrong, but I think you need to try it now." I don't think I can." It's easy. Open your mouth, and close your eyes Paul, you will enjoy it." I stood up and removed my own jeans and boxer shorts, releasing. More

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