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Brenda paused just inside the door and turned back to me uncertainly. "Fred," she said to me, "this is The sexy Great Menlo club." She raised club a hand slightly, indicating her companion. The guy club was club dressed in grey slacks, a double-breasted blue blazer club, and club a white turtleneck shirt clubtitties. He must have used half a clubtitties can of mousse; not a hair was out of place. His broad smile showed a mouth full cum of straight cum, white, perfect teeth.
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"Shit, yes. She wanted it more than I did."
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