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“Fuck!” I yell so loud the goddamn walls shake.

Trudging into the bathroom, I open my shaving kit finding an old bottle of lube. I spurt it onto my demon boner and shuffle back to the couch. This time, when I close my eyes, I smell her skin, taste her lips and feel her wet heat ride me—up and down.

Up and down.

Her huge tits bounce in my face, my hand slides fast up and down my greased shaft, but in my mind—its Shanna fucking Flynn who is taking me over the edge.

“FUCK!” I curse again, spurting onto my stomach in waves.

It’s a reprieve.

But it’s not enough. I need her.

Badly.

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