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No crying in the club II

I unbuckle his belt with slow dedication and he looks down at me with a smirk still on his face.

His eyes are fixed on my cleavage so I press my chest even more into his thighs and he groans with satisfaction, wordlessly I pull down his pants entirely and expose his powerful thighs to the room.

His cock is half hard but still a size that makes me swallow saliva down.

Boss has such a fat dick, I rub at it through the fabric of his boxers and feel the monster twitch under my palm, I look up ...

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