#309515 - “Well I guess we both know what were here for” she said a little squeakily, more from nerves then anything. Her hair was still at waist length, a pair of boobs that any man would lust after; with a figure like that of a wine glass. Looking back she wondered as to how he managed to go without sex, he’d always been like a bear with a sore head when she had her periods, normally it was blowjobs or hand jobs just to tide him over, but now he seemed to have calmed down, she didn’t know how he managed it with all these girls getting fucked everyday.

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