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Chapter 8 by BartyTrinky

What do you do next?

Do your job

Kneeling down, you crawl to the man on the couch with the huge tent in his boxers.

"Yes, just like that, slut. Make this day better for me."

You nod, crawling up, running your fingertips hesitantly up his legs and just under his boxers.

"Am I doing it right?"

What does he say?

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