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The two other security guys stayed outside but Ryan joined us in the bistro. I saw from the photos on the wall that I wasn’t the first guy Liz had b...ought there but I brushed off the thought quickly. Ryan stayed behind us until I had pulled Liz’s chair out and she was seated, once again ensuring that no one managed to get a picture of her rear end with a zoom lens. I wondered how so many pictures of Liz’s ass had popped up on the Internet with Ryan being so watchful.I decided to ask once we. “See. I have both.”“F-futanari. Like Kimmie and Cassandra?”“Mmm, yes, their antics...inspired me,” B moaned, walking towards me, stroking that huge girl-cock. It was as big as the two cheerleaders. “I wanted to join the fun.”“Oh, god, you're going to make me into a futanari.” My pussy clenched. “Then I can fuck all my students. My daughter.”B winked her moon-bright eye at me.“In exchange for a favor, to be collected later.”“F-favor.”She reached me, her hands sliding up my side. A shiver rippled. More

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