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🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️Stacy — I want to go home(2)

Author: Scarlett Jane
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-03 14:41:51

When we got on the road after the movie, I returned the favor, sucking his dick as he drove us home.

"For fuck's sake, I'm sorry. You're going to get us killed," he said with an incredulous chuckle that turned into a groan, one of his hands in my hair, guiding my head up and down his dick despite his protests.

Of course, if I couldn't come, neither could he. I made sure of it. Miraculously, we made it home without crashing.

"Play fair, Kendrick. Give me what's mine," he said, grabbing my hair and pulling my head off his dick.

"Truce?" I said, as we got out of the car.

Both horny and frustrated, I thought he'd fuck me where I stood.

"Truce," he said, but he was staring at me hungrily, taking predatory steps towards me.

When I made a run for it, he grabbed me and spun me upside down, completely throwing me off guard.

"Just as soon as you finish what you started and give me some fucking pussy," he said, prese
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