lronitulstahp
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Dear Penthouse Forum .......As i bent over, he took a turgid cheeto out of the bag. i could tell from the way he masterfully held it, that this wasn't the first time he'd done this sort of thing. i felt the familiar tremors in my stomach. Could he tell? my mouth began to water... He hesitated, and looked me in my eyes...."Patience, little one...he said in a silky deep baritone. Methodically, he drew me closer to him, he put the cheeto close to my hole, it craved to be filled. Tantalizingly, he moved it in circles and began to massage my ho,t wet, aching lips. Oh, he knew what he was doing to me alright! Torture! Finally, i became like a woman possessed...the hunger was much too strong. "Stopfucking aroundwithrubbingitonmylipsandputitinmyfriggingmouthalready!!!!!!!" i screamed, while snatching the rest of the bag from himand wolfing it down..."asshole!"
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