Down For The Swirl
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Última atualização dom, jan 16, 2022
I see Shawn smirking. I start grinding on him and receive a feel of his bulge. He guides me as I'm grinding on him.
The whole party has it's eyes on us and honestly I don't care since Shawn is by me. The song ends and I get a chance to actually talk to Shawn.
"Nice twerking."
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