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Bio Statement
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I'm back from school for winter break when I met my mom's new boyfriend for
the primary time. My parents divorced when I became five, so that it wasn't
love it was traumatic or anything to meet up with the guy.
I didnrrrt expect him being so damn hot, though.
He's a fitness professional, and fit as hell—six-pack-abs-and-ripped-arms fit,
like the simple truth is in advertisements for losing weight supplements and gym memberships.
When he rang the doorbell one night around 6pm looking for נערות ליווי my mom, נערת ליווי merely out at the time,
I made the decision to play hostess around my comfy but clingy
sweats. I invited him inside and poured us each a glass of wine.
2 hours later, we had been two bottles deep and
neither among us had heard from my mother. I made the 1st move, נערת ליווי
touching his knee after which sliding my hand
up his inner thigh. When I got to his crotch, he
leaned back and said, ‘Fuck it!' Program stood up.
I stood up too, about the seat of the couch. Then I jumped into his arms, legs wrapped tightly around his waist
and impressively firm ass. His dick felt so
competent poking through his pants, rubbing against my vagina, נערת ליווי I
knew I could orgasm from dry humping him just like that.
But I wanted him inside me, so I reached down and grabbed it.
We fucked—fast—inside the laundry room, where we got a
look at the driveway if my mother came back. Most of our
clothes remained on, and we powered the washer then it
would vibrate beneath me when he pumped and pumped, deeper and deeper.
It had become the dirtiest thing That i've ever done, and I'd do it again.”
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