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... was too depressed to masturbate any longer. She wanted her Sir, and not mere fingers, or even a dildo or vibrator. Nothing else would do.
She kicked her high heels off. For some reason, it was no fun wearing them, if Alan wasn’t on the phone with her anymore.
She also felt guilty. It seems like Sir was trying to be nicer than usual. I’m actually kinda bummed that he didn’t call me his "personal cum dump" and all that, like usual. But in a way, I’m kinda glad, too. I know he does ...
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