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As I stared at her luscious tits, I became painfully aware that my cock was stiff as a rock inside of my shorts. I found myself anticipating the masked man’s next demand.Sure enough. “Now the shorts.”Sucheta immediately complied, apparently having resigned herself to following his instructions and getting it over with. She stood in only a brief pair of panties before us. Tufts of golden pussy hair stuck out of each legband. She had a very bushy pussy, although being blonde, you could make out her love slit through the panties.The gunman’s attention went back to me as he ordered me to stand up. I stood with no way to shield my hard cock as it tented my cut-offs way out. I watched as Sucheta’s eyes went to my crotch and then nervously back up again. I observed that the gunman was in the same state of arousal as I was. He motioned for me to go over to Sucheta. I stood facing her, and only two feet apart. His next order was for Sucheta to unbuckle my belt and take off my shorts. Sucheta. You quickly say, ‘You’re sexy! Let’s get going!’ I lead you to my car teasing you walking sexily to the car. We put your bags in the trunk. You grab my ass as I put your bags in a moan escaping my lips. You kiss me softly, ‘I’m starving lets go eat!’ ‘Alright what are you hungry for?’ You have an evil grin taking me in your arms, ‘You!’ ‘Let go of me. You are going to have to wait!’ I get in the driver’s seat. I notice you asking me to open the trunk so you can get your coat. I sigh and open it. You seem to take forever then you quickly get in the car. I turn the car on and we head off to eat. I decide to go to the Rainforest Café at the South Center Mall. I get out of the car and you quickly follow. Coming behind me and placing your hands on my tummy, your head on my shoulder as we walk into the mall. I turn my head looking at you. You lean down and kiss me. I moan grinding against you. I feel the one thing I want. We get to the café and we get a table for two. They take us to.
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