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Showing off her body in her purple underwear. Once again staring at me, she begins to remove her bra, setting her tits free. She then slips her pantie... off, leaving her completely naked.I stare at her naked body, knowing she wants me to…that she needs to be admired. “what are you doing this, roopa)?” i ask, my cock growing harder by the minute. “to prove to myself that i can seduce anyone. Don’t get the wrong impression, bro…this is the last time this is happening. So enjoy while it lasts.”She. You! I yell with contempt and hate. Seething at him between gritted teeth I growl, You fucking sick bastard. Let me go. Shhhh, dont talk right now. We will talk, but you are weak. He said softly. I glimpsed at his face with disgust. Those eyes. They seem to bore through me. Raping me, deep inside. Deep inside of me. How can such a monster have the face of an angel? You think of some groady sick fuck out raping college students. But him? He could have anybody. Must be some sick fucking. Matt kissed her cheek and smiled at her. You first Sora. Matt kissed down her stomach and finally reached her vagina. He gave a playful blow across her clit sending a tickling sensation throughout her body. He began tracing circles around her clit with the tip of his tongue. Sora began leaking from her vagina. Matt licked all around it. He let the taste of Soras juices linger on his tongue for a moment. Matt had eaten a few groupies in his youth but nothing could compare to Sora. She tasted. I smiled at my reflection and looked at my teeth white and straight. I looked into my own eyes, hazel eyes. They held my own gaze. Changing colors flashed within them. I looked at my lashes, full and long curving upward and the lower lashes curling down.I looked at my neck, slim, muscled and smooth. I looked at my shoulders sleek, muscled and broad. I looked at my chest and saw large pink nipples slightly raised from my breasts. I looked at my breasts they were tight and firm. I reached up and.

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