Jessica

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She was so drunk on our kiss, I knew she was a second away from falling flat on her ass. I grabbed the backs of her thighs roughly, hoisting her legs up and wrapping them around my waist, pressing her against the door. She moaned a soft protest at the same time her warm pussy met my raging cock through our clothes, grinding against me.
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