#357432 - Before I could protest I felt her hands slip under my T shirt and push it up toward my head. My eyes remained glued to the movement of Mary Jane’s legs, until she was standing beside me and it became impossible to see anything further. Sighing ever so slightly to myself , thinking of all those young lads who might have been afforded the opportunity to handle those assets ( no pun intended), I excused myself and descending into the basement to operate my model trains.
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Ai amatsu
Are they still trying to keep her rank
Melda deitz
Well that escalated quick