the girl purred and rubbed her rack against my chest. I took a deep breath, but not from enjoyment. This girl was drunk, too drunk, for anything to happen. I laid back on the bed, pissed that I had wasted my time. Logan said to get laid. He said it would be fun and what I needed to take the stick out of my ass. Fuck him. A growl escaped me. The girl gasped. She had crawled on top of me and straddled me. Mistaking my growl for a groan, she started humping me harder. Her hips constricted and stretched as she sped up her pace. Flashing me a smile as her hair fell to cover her face, she murmured, “Oh, baby. I'm going to make you feel so good.” I was bored. And pisssed. And, as she rubbed over me harder and harder, I grunted. Okay, that did feel good. My hand went to her ass and cupped her there. She squealed from excitement, rubbing harder against me, more sensually. However, her grinding was sloppy, and she grunted more than I liked to hear from girls.
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