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She made a pouting noise and looked back at me. "Come on… Show me what- what a bad…" she gave her ass a loud spank and cried a little moan, "…bad girl I've been…"

Oh please let me…! "N-no! Get a- get a hold of yourself!" I cried, anxious and desperate.

"Mm… Please don't… don't make me beg!" she purred. "I feel like, like such a slut when I- when I beg…"

Every time she opened her mouth, I swear my cock screamed a little harder to be let out. There were only two thoughts going through my head at that moment. First: to escape the kitchen and get the holy hell away from Monica. Two: … Drop my pants, grab her hips, and fuck her until I can't hold it anymore. Put them together, and you get one petrified guy who can't move either way.

"Kay… Uh- Monica… I'm not- I… I won't do, uh- this with you…"

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