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CLINT
Oh, damn. I wasn’t going to last five minutes. Maybe not even two. The idea of Becky tying me up and having her way with me had my balls tight, my c**k painfully thick.
I shucked my clothes while she searched Audrey’s drawers and produced a pair of tights. “These should work,” she said.
They would. Certainly not because I couldn’t get free of them. Nothing she could tie me up with could actually hold me, but for her, I’d follow any command. I let her wrap my wrists and attach them to one of the bed posts then watched avidly as she stripped off her pajama top and cupped her beautiful breasts.
Holy. f**k. She was lush and curvy and perfect. Her t**s were even bigger, the n*****s enlarging too. More to suck and lick and nip.
“You’ve had your mouth on me, but I haven’t had a cha
