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He gently cupped my head, guiding me onto his hard cock. The father got up and returned with a blue kickboard used to swim laps. “She’s a good cocksucker,” The son said to Finn,”
“She’s a better fuck,” Finn responded as my eyes grew wide. “That’s fucked up,” I cried. The men mumbled amongst themselves as my head bobbed up and down. I leaned over the seat and showed him the highway. I started thinking about having to take the train again, and I was filled with fear. Finn got out of the pool and helped me out. “That’s fucked up,” I cried. Then, off we went. He was halfway in when his cock stopped. “Hello, can you take me to the border?” I asked, smiling. He was halfway in when his cock stopped.
