SEDUCTION (G!P)
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"The only mission in my life is to Fuck You"
After a long day Freen returns back home and straight away goes to her room, only to find Becky sleeping on her bed only in her underwear. Listening to the door's sound, becky covers herself with her hands. "Oh I didn't know you were going to come home so early" she said smirking at her. Freen walked slowly towards becky, her shoes sound only audible in the sexual atmosphere. She grabbed her cheeks tightly. Her cheeks were squished in her strong, big veiny hands. "You want to be my sex slut, don't you".
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