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"Mmmffff... " The wimp muffled some unintelligible
stupidity as his mouth was pressed against the hard padding of the
wrestling mat as Porsche locked her knees around both sides of his
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"Ohhh." The wimp moaned as he felt the sweaty fabric of the crotch of
Mistress Porsche Lynn's wrestling suit rub against his face. He could
feel the heat of Porsche's excitement inches away from his mouth. The
wimp's silly speedos bulged as his cock swelled, about to burst. FIN |
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