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Honestly, I was both turned on and fucking scared. She did so with her face in my crotch, and her right hand cupped under my 1986 acid-wash-jeans-covered balls, which she started to unzip using her mouth.

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As we took off in the darkness for home, she rolled about and tried to get comfortable. As we got in the car, she said, “I’m just going to lay down for a few minutes before we get home.” She slid in beside me and proceeded to lay down, leaning right into my lap. Right before we left, she yawned and the groundwork was set.

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