She went to the kitchen, where she picked up the cup she'd apparently used before, and poured herself another cup of coffee. She sat down at the table...and looked at me.I sat. Coffee was the last thing on my mind."Do you remember Danny Trimble?" she asked.I was completely confused. I had no idea what she was talking about."No," I said, carefully."Seventh grade," she said, and then took a sip. "He cornered me under the stairs and felt my boobs. Remember now?"I thought back. I did remember now. I. He could see his cock plunge in and out covered with her cunt juice which was leaking and nasty filthy ass slime. He held on to her hips and rammed his cock in harder. He could feel his cum boil up in his balls. He bent forward and spat hard into An's face."Do you like that bitch. Do you like cramming your fingers up your cunt as I fuck your shithole out of shape. I am going to rip it open baby. TAKE THAT. TAKE IT. OH YEAH! I love fucking your nasty ass hard. I love to make your slut whore body. More

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