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"Are you OK?" I asked brilliantly. She sat clutching the wheel so tight her knuckles were white. "I'll be fine as soon as my heart starts beating again", she gasped. Then she looked up at me and smiled, "Boy, am I glad you were following me. I'd hate to be stuck out here all alone. Do you know how to change a tire?" Sure, no problem", I said with a grin. So, about 20 minutes later the job was done and I stood up to wipe my hands. She moved up real close to me and said with a sexy smile, "I. He was nice enough to wait until I came down from my high. He knows I like being teased after my first cum of the night, so I get nice long, slow, strokes. I’m squeezing my tits and moving my head back and forth, the moaning gets longer and louder. When he gets the sense I’m ready, he begins pounding my frothy pussy, harder and faster.When I cum, my pussy squeezes his big cock so hard he can’t hold it any longer and blows a huge load. Everybody in the room starts cheering. No man can resist my. I knew she was teasing me still. Her tight little pussy enveloping my throbbing cock inch by inch. She leaned forward,placing her hands on my chest. "Mmm... someone is excited, huh?" She said it shakily, between moans, panting a little. I squeezed the back of her thighs, making her whimper. Lauren began bouncing on my cock in rhythm and moaning my name. I slapped her ass hard, getting rougher with her and she began riding my rougher. I sat up and tugged her hair, pressing my lips to hers. He took her backpack from her and led her into the room. The cold temperature of all newly occupied hotel rooms made her shiver and nip. She crossed her arms and was quiet. Then, after setting her bag down, he turned to look at her. She gazed into his eyes. Then he wrapped his arms around her. She uncrossed her arms and let them fall to her side before daintily wrapping loosely around his waist. His eyes gazed over her for a while, examining her nipples that were protruding inside her dress. He.
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