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She replied, “We will know about that now”.The second half of the movie started. I dropped some ice cream on her boobs and licked it. She really liked that. I applied some more ice cream on her nipples and then sucked from it. She asked me for the ice cream. But when I gave it to her, she said, “not this one, I asked yours”. I replied, “It is all yours, sweetheart”.She knelt in front of me and I quickly pulled down my pants. Then she started to stroke my penis. Wow, when she held my dick, it was like 1000 butterflies flying inside my stomach.After 5 minutes of stroking, my ‘king cobra’ became an ‘Anaconda’ (longer and thicker). Then she started sucking my dick. She took my dick deeper and deeper into her throat and rolled her tongue on the top of my dick. She was an expert in dick sucking, She took my balls inside her mouth. I was out of control and wanted to fuck her then and there. I made her lie on the floor and got on top of her. I took a condom from my pocket and wore it. She. ” he says, slowly pulling them out and licking them. “Much sweeter…” he says. I say nothing and just gaze at him. “You know what that means?” His lips rested dangerously above mine. “What?” It felt as if I couldn’t breathe. “It means you’re a dirty girl.” He squeezes my ass and plants his lips upon mine. I felt my body acting on its own; my lips kissed his, my tongue danced with his, it was as if I could only control my arms as I attempted to push him away; but soon even they became overtaken by lust. He pulled up my shirt and kissed down my neck. “Mmm…” he made sweet sounds against my skin. He pulled off my shirt and before I knew it he was reaching behind me to un-strap my bra. I breathed slowly, why wasn’t I doing anything to stop this? This wasn’t me, I’m not a… “Naughty little whore.” He says to me pulling down my shorts and panties. “Get on my bed.” He says to me. “And spread your legs like a good little sluts.” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing, he spoke as if he has.
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