The hand let go of her mouth and snatched the laptop case from her other hand, as she put her hand flat against the wall, she heard it being tossed on...o what must have been the love seat. Chrissy was now wedged up against the wall in the darkened entryway of the house, one arm twisted tight behind her back. She tried pushing away from the wall with her other hand but the pain in her back was like a dull knife stabbing at her. “Who are you and what the fuck do you want ?” Chrissy said to her. The sweat was salty. I moved my nose to the string from the ass. The cloth that was in between her ass cheeks soaking up the warm sweat as it seeped from her pores. The cloth that rested directly on this girl's asshole as she bent and dove and jumped and spiked the ball. The smell was incredible. It was a funky smell that only a sweaty girl can produce. I imagined what it was like to be that string in between those sweaty ass cheeks and experiencing the smell firsthand. I moved back to the. More

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