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I Could Easily Tell
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I could easily tell she up to something the moment she walked through the door with two of her "friends." She was stammering and stumbling from sheer laughter from the moment the three of them saw me dressed in all hot pink except for my frilly white socks. She had specially coordinated my outfit for her evenings pleasures. She had no shame in elaborating to her friends of my eagerness to serve, so they wasted no time getting undressed and asserting firm grips on various parts of my body. She kept saying how much of a sissy faggot I was and how I'd do anything they wanted me to all the while moaning and smiling as "her boyfriend" acts more like a "slutty girlfriend!" As I was unnecessarily forced to my willing, shaking knees, I reached for something to hold onto and simultaneously had my hands filled with the feeling of solid hard shafts. I immediately filled my mouth with as much as I could handle pulling them closer and closer to my face and eachother. I serviced each of them as if they were one entity demanding the contact of my mouth and throat so that I may earn my rewards of utter flavorful liquid ecstasy.
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Posted on : Dec 2, 2010
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