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And I waited, my erection ever growing. I began gently massaging her wetness around the outside of her sex, in an almost absent-minded fashion, only occasionally brushing her lips or button. “Well, you’re a sly little one, aren’t you?” I looked at her in fake accusatory fashion, still smiling. “Hey, you,” the female on the line beamed. Then quite genuinely, “It’s nice to finally meet you.” Somehow, I had managed the response in a convincingly nonchalant manner. Once I knew he was looking, and I could see that Ashley could see him looking, I thrust two fingers into her, and began pistoning them repeatedly into her drenched sex. Which one are you?”
That was a question that I hated, “Which one are you?” It made me feel like all deejays were interchangeable in the eyes of the public. I was making sure I had all my ducks in a row so that I could walk out the door without delay as soon as I played the top-of-the-hour station identifier. Read 23682 times |
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