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I don’t laugh, though.“Aaaand…” Xandra stretches the vowel for some time before saying, “I’m turned off.”Emily’s stifled voice changes...suddenly. It would be as loud as a scream, were it not for me blocking most of the sound. I’ve gone from stuffing her face to fucking it. A restrained fucking, though. Slowly and with control, but, deep. She’s gagging a little, but she’s doing it gracefully.My response to Xandra is plain, “She’s not,” I say, looking at the hard shaft of my cock disappearing into. She returned his pleasant greeting and smile and began to feel her concerns were unfounded. The drive to the house took forty minutes with traffic. They talked mostly of the trip back, the plane crash and life on the island. Em and John purposely avoided any reference to how they had slept. It was about three-thirty in the afternoon as they pulled into the driveway. The house looked much as John had left it other than a few more weeds in the front beds now that the occasional winter snows were. More

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