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Why Can't I Taste You
Why can’t I taste you? I seat next to you almost every day. The table is the only thing that covers my naughty deeds. I glance at you while you seat there doing your work, at the same time my fingers find my release. Do you have any idea how hard it is not to moan when you lick your lips or how hard my nipples get when you look at me. Why can’t I taste you? That day you accidentally smacked my ass. I had to take my underwear off in the bathroom while I rubbed my clit till I came. Covering my mouth so that the sound would not carry outside. Why can’t I taste you? Please let me taste you Computer Guy.
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