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"Oh god. I'm sorry. I don't even know you. You're so much younger..."
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"Yeah, but if I need a ride, can I call you?" He was still pissed off about his car. Piece of shit clunker.
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She reached for the football and swiped it out from his arm. He caught a close up of the cleft formed by her tits as she ducked away from him live sex fat woman. God, he wanted to rip that shirt off of her. She ran out into the field, smiling. "C'mon," she called.
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