.. oh Jesus... can I? Can I really?!" I moaned. I knew what she wanted to do, and what I wanted her to do."Open for me Justine... open for your mistre...s." She whispered, and I swear I felt my cunt blossom to her command.I felt the eight slippery smooth knuckles rubbing up and down my still gaping vulva, feeling for the softness she had already created. I felt her reach the spot, and rotated my hips against her. The knuckles parted my lips further, turning from side to side against the resisting. ’ Marty Piatkowski didn’t bother answering. He was trying to determine how best to pack. Everything he owned was spread out on the bed, all neatly folded, four white T-shirts, four pair of briefs, four pairs of white socks, three short-sleeved shirts (one dark blue, one red and one light green), one pair of khaki pants, plus the clothes he had been wearing when he was arrested for armed robbery eight years, two months and seventeen days ago. ‘Marty, you listening?’ ‘Horace, I gotta get this. More

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