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It was so cold in Sasha's room that he just couldn't force himself to get out from underneath his warm woolen blanket - at least until Ira entered the room. Damn, this bitch was hot enough to make him forget about the cold, rip her and his clothes off and get settled between her awesome slim hips. She was twitching and yelling but he paid no attention to it. All he cared about was his stiff dick and he was only an inch away from this wet pink flower that literally begged him to work it out as hard as he could...
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