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Lunchbreaks are made for fucking...
He can't contain himself, and I know exactly what he wants when he texted me at 10am, asking me what I'm doing on my lunchbreak ?
Considering, he compelled me to wear no knickers when I left for work this morning, its evident what he needs.
I guess... his cock is aroused by the thought of pinning me against the tiled wall, and fucking me intensely, as he feeds his cock to me for lunch.
How on earth can I say no to the ferocious appetite he has for pleasuring me, at the same time as hurting me so good with his big hard monstrous cock ?!
Considering, he compelled me to wear no knickers when I left for work this morning, its evident what he needs.
I guess... his cock is aroused by the thought of pinning me against the tiled wall, and fucking me intensely, as he feeds his cock to me for lunch.
How on earth can I say no to the ferocious appetite he has for pleasuring me, at the same time as hurting me so good with his big hard monstrous cock ?!
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