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And so it went, for almost a week. Sometimes equally intense, but also light, curious and exploratory, fun. Clutching the teddy to my chest, looking myself over in the mirror. The screen loaded and soon there was sound and video of a man. Squeezing my asscheeks now, his hand completely inside my shorts. Meanwhile, there’s certain places I go online. between my legs… And then you leave your laptop on and I just happen to walk in…”
He grinned. Well, since you started to absorb my every waking moment with those sweet little lips of yours… “Ohhhhhhh fuck. Didn’t you just get a majorly good dicking? touch my little clitty…”
He groaned and dove forward, taking me into his mouth and sucking on my button, murmuring “Ohhhh my little
