Who is it?
Miranda.
"The fuck cheerleader?!"
Miranda was completely naked and smirking at her. "Something wrong Jack?"
"Why the fuck are you here? And why are you looking at me like that?!"
"I think you know exactly why." Miranda pushed forward and pinned Jack against the wall. "Remember when you promised to smear the walls with me? Well I'm going to do that to you."
"The fuck..."
Jack shut up when Miranda slammed their lips together. Her brain completely rebooted as the perfect woman explored her.
"You like that?" Miranda slipped her fingers into Jacks moist opening.
"Fuck! Yes!"
"Want me to do more?"
"Of course I fucking do!"
Miranda smirked as she began lowering herself to her knees...
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