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“We’ll need a server to run the app from,” she said. They weren’t sexy panties. You were so horny for my cock, weren’t you?”
“Uh-huh!” She shuddered as I bottomed out in her. The lesbian gulped own my cum with relish. I snagged a double-headed, pink dildo. The heady rush rippled through my body. I explained the commands then showed her the macros that ran pre-written ***********s of more complicated orders. for minutes!”
I laughed. I didn’t know she was gay—or at least bi—until she casually mentioned that my cock had been better than with her girlfriend.
