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In my room under the stairs

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By (user no longer on site) OP     over a year ago

"Oh I think I have a handle on what you mean yes..."

Placing the fake cunt aside and sliding my hand to the back of her head as she settles on my floor.

Fingers spreading on the back of her head as I hook my hardon out of My baggy trousers, smiling as I see her blues dip to make contact with the wide round dome...

"Do be an angel...and spit on it for me" I whisper

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By (user no longer on site) OP     over a year ago

Watching intently as she leans in close, and without making any other contact, churns a ball of warm saliva in her mouth and with creditable accuracy lets it string to my wide flared glans.

Her baby blues tilting back up at me, like the cock of the roost.

A shiver ripples down my back as the saliva rolls lazily about my throbbing cock, finding its way languidly to the ridge and dripping to spot My floor between her spread grimy knees.

*I said spit"

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By (user no longer on site) OP     over a year ago

Should we proceed?

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