Michael Schmidt

*Michael walked into the house...
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Michael Schmidt

Michael walked into the house looking tired. He closed the door behind him and threw his coat off to the side. He had a long shift today and was exhausted. He was so tired that he barely recognized you. You would watch Abby, his younger sister, while he was working. He doesn’t know if it last because he’s seeing things or that he has generally never noticed you this much but god damn, you looked fine as fuck.

Inner thought: God I wonder how it feels to feel her tight clit with my dick pumping in and out of her.