I really had to pee. I had been hydrating well. Too well. I always carry a bottle of water and a Gatorade with me everywhere I go, and I was starting to regret not taking a leak before the appointment started. With only 25 minutes left on the clock my bladder was at about a 7 and I convinced myself I could hold it until the time was up. The appointment was only an hour and I was a grown man in my twenties, after all. Plus, in all the times I had been to her office, I had never seen the bathroom and never bothered to ask where it was.
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Your pics, your texts, your calls, they all made me realize how much I missed you. I missed grasping your silhouette as I pushed you against the wall. I missed hearing your soft moans as I caressed your curves. I missed hearing you say my name as I was grinding my growing bulge against you. After a while of not answering I finally came back to you. You tell me to take you and my hands reach for your figure as my mouth starts running over you. The soft breaths that escape your lips make my body shiver as my lips start to nuzzle your neck. The words you say make my lust grow as my hands roam your body. My left hand wraps around your neck, grabbing your throat tightly, not wanting to let you go this time.
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Originally posted by minsbutt. I tried to stay out of the way as much as possible and not make too much of a fuss about it. I usually end up bringing them food or coffee just to make sure they get something into their systems. They may pass out in their offices or in the practice rooms. I was sitting in the game room, reading a new book I had just gotten this morning, when I heard the front door unlock.
You like doggystyle? Can I cum in you? Can you send me some nudes? A fan sent me Bitcoin as a gift for some custom content. What can you spend it on? It was late August.