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Buckaroo
Though at that point it shouldn't have been at the top
of his thinking list, he was surprised all the same by
the amount and velocity that had projected from his
shaking body, saving the best till last he thought, his
mind beginning to switch off.
As for those thoughts, the finality of it all, the
stupidity of agreeing to having his hands tied
the woman on top writhing in her own pleasurable
moment as he bucked violently underneath, making
her scream and shout louder, milking his life force,
breathlessly remembering the tape she'd used over
his mouth as he began peaking, his mind becoming
cloudy, foggy, shutting down.
of his thinking list, he was surprised all the same by
the amount and velocity that had projected from his
shaking body, saving the best till last he thought, his
mind beginning to switch off.
As for those thoughts, the finality of it all, the
stupidity of agreeing to having his hands tied
the woman on top writhing in her own pleasurable
moment as he bucked violently underneath, making
her scream and shout louder, milking his life force,
breathlessly remembering the tape she'd used over
his mouth as he began peaking, his mind becoming
cloudy, foggy, shutting down.
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