#99808 - I don’t know which of us was the more vocal but the bath room was soon filled with little cries, sighs, and the sound of wet skin slapping together. We found the others gathered in the kitchen where my mother was dispensing mugs of coffee. While we were rinsing off I felt David’s dick slap me a couple of times and I realised that he had gone as hard as a rock again.
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