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I flicked the light on and paused as my brain worked to decide if I could hit the toilet or not and if I needed to shit. She brushed past me standing ...efore the sink just as I settled upon sitting just in case. I muttered something akin to "Excuse me." as I pushed past and sat on my throne. I'm not sure when I actually noticed her, or if she spoke up first, or what. I do remember staring her in the face utterly baffled as to who she was and why she was watching me.See, the thing is I live alone. A second finger slid inside me, and Dion’s thumb sped up on my clit. I kept up my pace on Mr. Chapman as best I could, but I was getting more and more distracted. Dion’s wife must be an idiot, because his skills in this department were exceptional. He kept sliding his two fingers in and out of me, tickling my clit and heightening my lust with a steady rhythm. I noticed that my focus had waned so much on Mr. Chapman that he started pumping his hips up into my mouth to compensate.Warm butterflies. More

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