When she sits on my laps(2)

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"Oh fuuuuck." She moaned. She took a few seconds then made up a lie. "I got distracted with my drink." "Hesitation means down it." Jasmin grinned. "Mmmmmmm." There was too much pleasure in the groan as she sat back up properly and my d**k bottomed out. The rest of the gang thought she was just slyly happy to be the one having to down her drink but I knew the truth and it turned me on more than I ever thought possible. I wanted to hump hard into her and let my seed fly. Instead, I held on tight for the ride. She lent her whole body back against me, the effect was a pump on my d**k. I relished in it. Holding her on me, taking the opportunity to stare over her shoulder down her open cleavage as she necked the drink. As she finished the drink, she leant forward. I managed to bite my tongue

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