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She was begging, crying, and he laughed, kissing her again and tonguing her mouth as he grasped her buttocks and ground her belly against his swollen penis. He could see in her eyes that she could feel it, feel how big and hard it was, that she knew what was going to happen. He almost laughed.She squirmed and fought him, but he flipped her over, face down on the floor and tore off her clothes from around her ankles, pulled off one shoe and then pounced on her, right there on the rug at the foot of the steps. "Yum, yum," he said loudly as grasped her hips and brought her bulging pussy to his sucking mouth, spreading her open with his thumbs as he lifted her hips and brought her up on her toes and fingers. She squirmed away, sobbing, crawling, crying."No, no," the girl squealed as she tried to squirm away. "Are you crazy? Leave me alone." She felt her little clit begin to emerge, excited. No boy had ever tongued her. "Don't, don't, I don't want to do it. Please, Billy, please."She had. She accepted his offer with a sense of anticipation because his words seemed loaded with double meaning and she was not quite certain if he was serious or toying with her erotic emotions just to see how excited she would get at his words of sensual import.She made certain her anal tract was completely cleaned out and that she had carefully shaven her lower regions as closely as possible. Her chief hope was that he might be in a licking mood and would give her feminine folds and her tight little rear door a treat with his devious tongue.Millicent even basted her crack with lots of oily lubricant just in case he wanted to start her off with some anal fun and games. He seemed a man of the world and she was ready to go around the world with him to show him she was ready to follow his instructions no matter where it led them. When she arrived at the penthouse, she was surprised to see another woman already sitting on the sofa acting like she was the Queen of the May and in control of the.
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