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very prompt and hardworking baker and a very good girl. O

ld hag. "Missionary style" was for grandparents, but it seemed to be Mike's favorite position in bed. I love to explore, I want to know your we

Mike understand but it was useless . Even on his best days, Mike would simply "spoon" with me and after a few

ldo just to get that satisfaction I craved

ne or stayed back late at the bakery, I would lock myself and stream my best po

me, I used my large size dildo to finish up the job. I would moan and roll my e

ily. I needed to deliver the ten batches of baked rainbow cook

der the rain and Mik

out the little delay and he said I shoul

he same time, I did not lik

my favorite show on Netflix and sip a

, I quickly got up to answer. I looked thr

door and us

nvenience sir, the weather

returned back into the sitting room, he had already ta

y towel and mopped his body. As my hands slid through his chest

waist, I dried the water on

one knew I was a simple girl and

el cold. He accepted and I went back into my room to grab some of Mik

the privacy he required but

eyes locked and I saw desire in his eyes, I moved closer and touched his dick, like a lightning bolt struck him, he erected and before my reasonings

ay he ravaged my pussy as soon as I pushed him

groanings filled my sitting room. He p

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der and faster this time, reaching for that satisfaction that Mike never gave me. I was going crazy, pressure building up an

way and headed towards

m on my way. I s

o the phone and hu

on the floor and wore them,

of cookies, thanked

ess but halfw

ow and I laid on my bed wondering if I could

ed man, he was either sex starved or a promiscuous husband. I could care less,

's gotta do what would make her happy

day. I told myself, my order from the palace was top priority.

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