 In their post coital haze, Melinda traced little hearts on Tony's chest fucking and asked softly, "I know that you fucking were under the fucking spell of excitement fucking, but did you machines mean it, I mean what you fucking said earlier about fucking me staying machines with you.?." Even though it had only been ten minutes machines or so fuckingmachines since they had fucking made love, she could feel his manhood pressing again, insistently against her fuckingmachines flat belly, and as they both looked down at it, she fucking knew she had her answer fuckingmachines.
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