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“Where the fuck did that piece of ass co my head out froht He lets out a lohistle while staring out one of the garage doors Irritation and jealousy shoot throughclue why Maybe it’s the way he said it or the tone of his voice, but I look past hi about

The blonde we both have our eyes on now looks like she stepped off a runway Or what I’h froazines of s all the way to her waist where the ends start to curl It rab a fistful of it as I pump my cock inside her I wonder how she’d moan as I drove in and out of her

Her short dress hugs her curves in all the right places and shows off her long legs My eyes track down her ste I have no idea how she’s even walking in them on the uneven concrete that covers the front of my shop The way she’s dressedhere I have no fucking clue because she clearly doesn’t fit

She looks over at us, like she feels us watching her Her gray eyes meet mine, and it’s like a sucker punch to s, and all ht-headed, and I grip the car I’ on for support

I’ at a chick Twenty-eight isn’t old, but it’s too old to be getting turned on by sohts about a randoer I don’t go dipping my dick into any random hole A half-s to play innocent or soame

When she finally pulls her eyes froood

“I got this one boss,” Butch says with a shit-eating grin on his face It’s a look I know all too well, and I can see he’s reet the blonde piece of ass at the front of the office Before he canhim by the arm

That isn’t fucking happening Butch always has woer Scratch that, wrapped around his dick is o out, and it’s probably because he’s always running his mouth From what he says, I seem to have a ‘don’t talk tothem all away

I have the urge to lay hi to her, but I push the feeling back because it’s fucking ridiculous Like either one of us have a chance with a wo in a sh and soone tout clench I’ll need a taste before she’s gone So I’m sure won’t be easy