Chapter 37 I'M HORNY, MR HARLAN," 2

The car horn blared again, louder this time, cutting through the post-orgasm haze like a siren. Mr. Harlan’s eyes snapped wide with pure panic. His thick cock was still buried deep inside my cum-filled ass, twitching with the last weak pulses of his load. We were both naked, sweat-slick, breathing h...

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