I rolled down my pants, laid down, and pumped my own throbbing cock. It was weird though.” He said. This was one of my favorite things we did. Worried I’d run into myself, I carefully, and slowly made my way back in the house. “That sounds amazing.” He replied. Read 34122 times |
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I came home, fixed myself a quick meal, watched some of the game on the T.V, and sat there on my sofa. That whore ditched me? It was a little after that when I heard a loud buzzing sound. We embraced each other, and kissed again, and again, with each kiss growing less and less soft and shy. Feeling anxious, we lunged at the same time. The whole time the other me kept moaning, encouraging me to continue to indulge in my repressed foot fetish. I was kissing myself! “Do you want to shower?” I suggested. Feeling anxious, we lunged at the same time.
