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And as neither her nor Dirk were big on mashed potatoes, they would make scalloped potatoes to go with the meat.
Once again, Dirk was to blame for my sour mood.
I whimpered all the way only to gasp when his fingers turned outward and briefly brushed the insides of my breasts. Beneath my back, I fisted my hands, willing myself to hang on.
"Although you couldn't know the extent of the answer about the piercings, it was enough to see you didn't seem disgusted.
There was a jerk on my hair again.
Once, I even came because I could hear him jerking off behind me and I'd let my mind wander. That had cost me another fifteen minutes.
Repeating, as though he were petting. All while he fucked me.