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As I sipped on the ice cold beer all I could think is I'd be masturbating on the drive home. We had another beer and shot the shit some more. Then Tammy stood in front of me hiked her skirt up revealing her soaking wet pussy and said " can you help me with this "? My head was spinning, was this really happening? My hands reached around and grabbed her ass as my tongue slid up between her hot lips. I teased a bit then pulled back and said I was pretty sure I could help her. We headed to the. I rolled Susan on my lap. Her face was on my chest, my dick was pressed in her groin (through our clothes) and my hands were on that sweet assmeat.I gripped her hard and held her tight. I lifted her in the air on my cock, thrusting, grinding into and felt her damp, warm crotch envelop me. I did not mean to cum, but suddenly I was squirting and jerking into my shorts as I played with Susan’s juicy butt. I know it was wrong, really I do but…well shit, she does not even know it happened, and we. Not even the Custodian and the Caretaker can make a person like that no matter what else they can do."This gave Casi a light chuckle. "A virgin pleasure servant, huh. I didn't know we were getting any fresh blood in here for that sort of thing."Sable leaned forward, saying in a confiding tone, "We're not. This one broke in here to spy on someone. She got nabbed by the Custodian and inducted and indoctrinated. Guess who she was sent here to spy on?"Casi's eyes twinkled. "Me!"Sable snapped her. Her ass was beautiful as I remember I tried to control my cock but there was a small bulge.I made her sit down and told her that I was alone and I ran to the kitchen to give he something to drink. I came back and gave her a glass of juice as I handed it to her she saw my twitching cock and had a small faint smile. I turned immediately and sat down before I reach full erection. She asked me about myself and my studies all the while having a smirk on her face. I was blushing, and couldn’t say.
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