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“Spit on it,” MJ said.

So I spit on it and indeed his huge cock went bigger and deeper down my throat. It was amazing. I never thought I could get so deep on it, but here I was sucking his big, brown cock.

“The windows are open so all the neighbors can see what a whore you are.”

It was true. I was his Asian whore. A submissive…READ MORE at VIP SMUTPUNK.