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Evening

He asks me if I need to cum. I don’t need to, but I’d like to. I tell him I’m horny, and he asks why. I tell him: we’ve been talking about him using me as a footstool after a hard day’s work, relaxing with a glass of fine wine, his feet resting against the …

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Muffled

I know, you think I’m very entertaining. You appreciate that I’ve a mind as curious and sharp as your own. We laugh a lot, we joke, we argue about politics, we agree to disagree about stuff. You wouldn’t want to fuck me as badly as you do, wouldn’t want to degrade me as deeply as …