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They would undo my hands , from my semi sitting position I would actually have a tea cup in my hands / whatever sandwiches were brought in.I would the... sip my tea / eat the food as I was still being slowly fucked . During these periods, Margaret the doctor and Miss Jacks talked non stop. Apparently the police woman had gone being called out for something. As for Samantha she did not talk or even take any refreshment but continued to fuck me in a slow relentless manner.This actual fucking that. I guess we’re eating out tonight.” He glanced at the frying pan. “Unless you want BLTs without the B.”Addison laughed. “How can you be so hopeless when you used to be a gourmet cook?”He shrugged. “Dunno. Give me a kiss. I’ve been traumatized.”With another laugh, she went to him, rising on tiptoes to kiss his cheek. Then her bladder reminded her it needed attention rather badly, pain emerging.She headed for the kitchen door and Dad grabbed her wrist.“That’s not a kiss. That’s a cop out. Give me. More

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