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2024-11-18 15:52:03The hard and sturdy looking cock at least gave Moreau some leverage. She did not know what else Abihirt would do, if the man did not fuck her right away.
"I want you to lick it." One thing was said too plainly, instinctively making Moreau just stare, then blink repeatedly—hoping she wasn't misinterpreting something between them. "What?" she asked, just to be sure. "Your turn." One word spoken in short bursts. After Abihirt had skillfully moved the man's mouth and tongue, Moreau was now asked to pay the price to make them even. "But you know I don't—" "Learn to do so." She had yet to finish the rest of the delayed sentence, and the man had already caught on to the direction of the conversation, as if already knowing the content of the thoughts hanging at the top of the head. Moreau was still so hesitant, however, despite always being in the middle of complicated situations. Abihirt suddenly pulled up her legs, then stopped at t
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Abihirt seemed to have something to talk about, but they understood the moments where not to make even the slightest noise, though the man's excited breathing was still enough to leave an impression and Moreau did not want to get bogged down for too long. She probably needed to start things off by slightly avoiding anything that would make the situation feel complicated. They didn't deserve to hold hands. Nothing could describe the specifics of how they should behave, other than the full knowledge of something that could hardly be called a date with her mother's husband. How bitter. Moreau almost grinned sarcastically, then she hid her hand between the crack of her tightly clasped legs. Abihirt wouldn't be able to do anything more than insist that they start things without talking first. At the very least, she wanted to know what was holding her stepfather back for so long that he could barely be here. Office work? The business with Froy? Or perhaps Barbara had come to h
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