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He speared on, hard and deep, bouncing her off the bed until he satisfied himself with a hurried series of half-foot strokes and then jerked and came,...arched up, teeth clenched, mind numb.After he had ejaculated into the oversized condom he wore, he gave her a few more grunting humps, just for good luck he told her, and then withdrew and lay beside her, getting his breath, well satisfied."What's wrong?" he asked, patting her thigh after he discarded the filled rubber.She sniffed. "It's Robby.. Look at all this space! I mean, if this were my mall, I'd get rid of the skating rink, put in some more stores! They've got these little kiosks all through the place... I bet they could make a lot more money than they do now with more room!Around Kristie the crowd flowed, going about their errands and business, the sound they made was loud but not entirely unpleasant.Kristie mused to herself, not really paying any attention. Mom is so lame. I'm a high school student! Sure, a freshman, but that. More

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