My Stepbrother Asked Me To Meet Him At A Hidden Hotel

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Now it’s my turn.”
He hauled me up to my feet and took my chin into his hand roughly. He plowed into me again and again, and it took every bit of me not to scream out over and over. I smiled and leaned closer, so that my voice would wind directly into his ear. His cock was easily eight inches, and it was thicker than any I had ever palmed. I brushed the top of his thigh with my wrist, and he froze. He smiled sadistically, but his eyes softened and he kissed me, tenderly. I wanted him to be good and ready for what I had planned. Then he surprised me by buffeting my cheek with the back of his hand. But young professionals were the types I usually stayed away from, even if they were physically appealing, because they often required a commitment of some form. Now it’s my turn.”
He hauled me up to my feet and took my chin into his hand roughly. And then he walked away, out of the office and across the lobby.

My Stepbrother Asked Me To Meet Him At A Hidden Hotel

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