I grabbed the cum-soaked shirt from the table and wiped up as much of the remaining cum as I could. T-shirts are not very effective towels. I wadded it up and threw it in the corner. I said, "Tell him that I left him a present." I grabbed her waist and lowered her down from the table. I hate that table. The chair too. She excused herself to clean herself up a bit better. When she
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