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I complied. “She seems kind of fickle Tai, is she always like that?” Asked Chantelle condescendingly. Oh fuck! Smith.” I replied eagerly. I noticed if I added a little forward pelvic thrust when I bottomed out, Taisha gave a pant of pleasure. “Two, you never touch Michael without my permission and without me watching.”

“Oh God yes!” I barked as I fought to hold my body still. My pussy throbbed and Taisha kept rubbing. “I wanna come with you inside me please.” Taisha’s smile sent chills through me and when I found the perfect rhythm her face told me all I needed to know. Morris. But on Friday of that second week, she texted me around lunch time. I really was a proud little slut. Yet another shower was needed.