#384123 - “Ah!” she gasped, a little surprised with just how quickly he’d responded to her baiting, his hand, so small and soft, more feminine even than her own wrapping around her length, not squeezing or stroking, but holding, “O-oh fuck Robin, that feels so good…” “Do you really want to fuck me with this?” he asked, voice incredulous as his small fingers traced around the veiny girth of her twitching length. “But… The photographers, they’ll see us together. “Can I have my phone back?” She eyed him for a moment, then smiled sweetly, reaching out to run her fingers through his long black hair, “Aww, sweetie, no…” She winked and lowered her hand from his face, looking back to her phone as he stood there feeling oddly alone.
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