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It amazed me how often people came to work out leading up to the day synonymous with overeating.
I'd enjoyed the role.
" As if to emphasize his comment, he pressed a little harder, the tip of his cock nudging at my entrance now. I whimpered and wiggled to no avail.
Had I imagined it all.
Then they moved up, enveloping my upper body in his wet crisscrossed hug while his fingers stroked my hair.
After four hours of the noise and being hit at least a dozen times by random ladies' purses while they adjusted the weight of their purchases as they shuffled by, I would have gladly traded this job for a fish market.
At least the fish didn't bicker about getting a lower discount than advertised, or that so-and-so was already out of whatever it was in the flyer and it was only nine o'clock.