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“Let’s go,” I said. “Already?” “You have no idea,” I answered as I hinted downwards. “Oh,” he said as his eyes widened. “I have ... wet patch in my panties,” I whispered in his ear. His eyes widened again as the words processed in his head. With one more grope, we fought our way to the door and out of the club. Crowds flooded the streets as we stumbled across the road to the bus stop. Both of us were looking forward to getting home so we could rip the clothes from each other’s body. I was. In the meantime, Jerome said he was going to check out my car. I concentrated the attention of my lips and tongue on Paddy’s cock head, just because I wanted get it over as soon as possible, and I knew the better it felt for him the sooner he would cum. He finally came in my mouth and I just swallowed it as quickly as I could. It was disgusting.After that I just sat back and hoped they would leave me alone, but few minutes later Jerome came back and Paddy told him smiling: "the bitch is a good. More

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