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"I pro It’s definitely irl before, but I couldn’t resist
One of Mooods and sells theift at cost because there was a flaw in the leather The defect is on the inside, but apparently for the prices she charges, even that requires a discount I was thrilled to buy it My irl I barely know, but this had Sabrina stamped all over it
Beside me, she rips open the paper and then lifts off the lid When the rich smell of leather wafts up, her et?" she asks, but it’s not a question I’m required to answer Her hands rip away the tissue paper to reveal the burnished leather and brass buckles of a briefcase
"Oh eous!"
I don’t have to ask if she loves it It’s in every gasp and loving caress of the leather Oh yeah, nailed it
"Did I do okay?" I smile as I watch her lift every flap and unzip every zipper She exa it over and over She even stands up to pose with it
"You did a to the side and launches herself atthat ith a kiss "Now it’s ive you a present"
Licking her lips, she proceeds to move down my body and unzipShe circles ivesood I cup her head as she blowsthe way her ass juts in the air as she bends forward to take more of me in her mouth I reach over and slide ers meet her soaked pussy
And suddenly her ot to be inside her
I lift her up and in three strides have her down on the bed She claws at my clothes I tear at hers We’re hasty, sorab the condom fro three strokes later
"It’s been a while," she gasps
Sweat beads onthe pleasure for as long as humanly possible
But as usual, Sabrina has other ideas
"Cos her nails into h to drive her froain and I finally let go
I love this girl Love her to death The words are on the tip of e to s them back She’s not certain of ame, I’m not worried about the outcome
"Gonna take care of the condoet out of the bathroo, I crawl in next to her, propping myself up on an elbow to stare at her beautiful face Her thick lashes lay on her cheeks, and there’s a satisfied smile on her lips To the outside world, Sabrina Jah and impervious to it all, but in reality, she’s vulnerable and sweet and precious
I slide an arm under her neck, and even in slu with er, better whole
The sound of retching wakes lance at the clock--it’s not even six