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OUR LUNCH TIME FUCK

I am waiting in
Anticipation
For you to walk through the door
So, you can blow my back out
My ass is turn up
And
My face is down
You have full access
No need for me to be gagged
And
Bound
Slide in
Make sure to
Grease the corners of my
Walls
Do not want no
Squeaking
I just want you to make my
Water
Fall
All over your
Cock
Just enough to make
Your
Balls
Rock
From side to
Side
Until your balls tense up
Just before you
Release your
Stream into
Me
With your hand on the small of my back
As you make my back
Arch
With your
Powerful
Dick
Strokes
You
Shutter
And you
Shake
I
Cum
You
Cum
We
Shower
Lunch is over
Back to work
We
Go
Stopping at the snack machine
For chips and a
Drink
Reminiscing of
Our
Lunch
Time
Fuck
Written by micki49 (Alicia Young)
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