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... d the door hissed open. Sharp as tacks under that sweet grandma smile.
She didn’t miss a beat—mid-thrust on the two cocks stuffing her from behind, her hands still jerking the other pair like faulty engine parts. "Back so soon, dear boy? With my bag?" Her voice dripped pure honey, warm and inviting, like she was offering fresh-baked cookies.
But the four men in the corner? They huddled like scared puppies after a thunderstorm. Naked. Sweaty. One clutched his pants like it was his ...
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