“We need to get inside,” I say, panting against her lips as I grind my hard cock into her. “Yeah,” she says but doesn’t make a move, just stays there, her eyes hooded, and her breasts are brushing my chest with each inhale. “Your apartment, kitten. You’ve got the keys,” I say with a smile, brushing a curl back. “Oh. Yeah,” she says, and then her hands move to the little purse at her side—a daisy purse. A theme. She digs in there and then hands me a bright yellow key with a smiley face painted on it. I’m not even surprised at this point. I smile then take it, unlocking the door and pushing it
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