So I learned when the first thing you said to me when we got home was "pants off".
You'd think they'd kick us out for that, but they'd let me finish you off. Wanna know why? Not because they're picturing they're you bent over. No, they'd be envious listening to me describe you how good you feel, jealous of me inside you, wishing they had a cock to fill you with because fingers just aren't the same. You'd make every woman in that shop wet from the filthy noises you make.
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You'd think they'd kick us out for that, but they'd let me finish you off. Wanna know why? Not because they're picturing they're you bent over. No, they'd be envious listening to me describe you how good you feel, jealous of me inside you, wishing they had a cock to fill you with because fingers just aren't the same. You'd make every woman in that shop wet from the filthy noises you make.