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She shook her head sadly. She pulled herself up, and replied, in a wounded tone, “Maybe I was just looking for someone to be kind to me. We can stop. “Why? “Such a messy boy,” she muttered, using her shorts to dab up the smears of my semen still on her stomach and thighs. She brought her hands up to cup the air in front of her barely existent breasts. God damn it,” I looked down to see my cock was back up to attention, “How is that even possible? A very warm, incredibly pleasant trap. I happily let her dictate the rhythm. She usually went to church with my parents, but she had just returned from a Christian summer camp yesterday, where she had been working as a counselor for the last 4 weeks. It doesn’t matter where those parts
