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'What sort of car do you want?' Leo stopped slurping on Marilyn's p***y, and leaned up to ask her the off-hand question. 'What? Leo, why did you stop? I was getting there already,' Marilyn complained. 'Who the hell would be thinking of a car at this sort of time?' She asked. 'You were getting where?' Leo asked, teasing her n****e with his tongue filled with Marilyn's p***y juice. Marilyn pushed Leo's head back to continue his slurping on her insides, and soon enough, she was back to screaming his name. 'Yes, babe. Oh, yes, Leo,' Marilyn cooed. 'For f**k's sake, Marilyn,' Agnes muttered, shaking her head and slumping into the chair in the living room in embarrassment. She had to increase the volume of the TV so that it would drown Marilyn's voice. 'So, all that slapping on Leo's face