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Lower Greenville Avenue
Date: 5/22/2016, Categories: Fantasy Author: horny fox
... hardly think at all, knew nothing but glorious pleasure that ripped the air from her lungs and the thoughts from her mind, leaving a quivering frame of flesh behind. Then she is sinking down, down, to the bottom of the booth, turning, her back against the wall, her legs spread as she slides to one side to be propped against a wall, staring dull eyed at the floor. I left quickly, but she remains there, sitting on the floor, staring, her eyes starting to flutter as her chest heaves. She drew in great lung-full of air and groans weakly. Finally, after several minutes, she pulls herself to her shaky feet and stumbles out into the darkened hall and the blaring music, leaving her torn panties behind.