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lounging in a ripped and stretched wifebeater, a breast half peeking and my legs, unshaved propped against the wall i watch as he creeps closer, holding me with his gaze, beads of sweat forming on his brow. i smile at him to show him i'm not nervous, turning to arch my back and allow my hair to cover my eyes i know he is unbuttoning his pants staring at my underwear, lace-rimmed and clinging to the parts he will touch soon i let him **** me because i had nothing better to do
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Nov 13, 2014
Nov 13, 2014 at 4:28 PM UTC
I let him **** me
lounging in a ripped and stretched wifebeater, a breast half peeking and my legs, unshaved propped against the wall i watch as he creeps closer, holding me with his gaze, beads of sweat forming on his brow. i smile at him to show him i'm not nervous, turning to arch my back and allow my hair to cover my eyes i know he is unbuttoning his pants staring at my underwear, lace-rimmed and clinging to the parts he will touch soon i let him **** me because i had nothing better to do
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Nov 13, 2014
Nov 13, 2014 at 4:28 PM UTC
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