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“Oh, James was telling me about something crazy that happened at school. Sorry, we’ll keep it down. We didn’t mean to wake you.”“All right, ...o problem, sweetie. Is Matt back yet?”“Haven’t seen him, but I’m sure he’ll be here any second now.”There was a click from the door handle, which almost made me spit my heart out onto the wooden step. I realized that it was the sound of her testing the little lock lever. I fervently prayed that Sarah wouldn’t try opening the door and feel me leaning. I was ecstatic and about to cum.I think he sensed that because he stopped and turned around on all fours, his ass in the air, his hole pushed towards the direction of my face. I knew my cue and went straight for it, rimming him passionately. As my tongue went in and out of his hole, he kept moaning. With one hand I masturbated myself while with the other I masturbated him. He removed his ass from my mouth and went to his table where he picked up a condom and gave it to me.“I’m ready,” he saidI. More

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