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"Gak! A chick with a dick! I've heard of such abnormalities but neverthought I'd see one. Still look at those full lips and those hips; Ibet she's got a great ass." You know what? It only makes me wanna fuck her even more. Fix me asedative and I'll take care of vinegar-tits outside and we'll have acouple of hours fun before we hand them over; dead or alive, I don'tcare," Allan grinned.The Intern thought about it for only a few moments and then he rummagedaround in a drawer of the medical cart and produced a sedative gunwhich he slapped into Allan's hand."Just press it anywhere against her body, the gun will fire theanaesthetic into her bloodstream, even through four layers of clothing,and she'll be comatose in milliseconds," he chuckled, his eyes brightin anticipation."And here; take these." He mooched around in his rucksack lying underthe medical cart and produced a small elaborately etched pillbox.He dropped two yellow pills into Allan's hand."Performance enhancers; believe me. I pulled up my pants and went to the bedroom near her. She said,”You know your dad left about 3 years ago and I never got to see him again.I was starving for sex and nobody gave a taste of it to me , well.. until today” . I was already feeling like hanging myself. She continued,” Please Agan, I need you”. Before I could say anything she grabbed me wildly and kissed my lips. It was like and 100,000 volts of electric ran through my body. I passionately kissed her back and pressed her head. We looked each other ecstatically as we unlocked our lips. I removed her top as she removed mine quickly. After admiring her sexy belly for a second a kissed her navel. She moaned in pleasure.I knew she could moan as loud as she wanted as there was no one in the house or nearby the house. I moved up her body and softly bit her bra. I moved my hands behind her and unhooked her bra. She removed her bra so sexily that I could not resist jumping onto her breasts. I suckled her breast as her eyes closed.
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He placed his other hand, between her legs and then inserted a finger as deeply inside her as it would go. Once it was there, it began moving in and out in a fucking motion. After a what seemed like an eternity, he began probing for her g-spot. He found it causing Kayla to start grinding herself against him lustfully. Taking it as a sign that she was ready, Eugene pulled away from her leaving her standing there, hungry for more. Sternly, he said to her, "Kayla, I'm going to hand you a pair of ear plugs. When I tell you to do so, put them in your ears. Once you shake hands, other than touching or kiss 'Jack' above the neck up, you can do whatever you want. Got it?" "Got it!" She acknowledged. Satisfied, Eugene instructed, "Alright then, go ahead, put in the ear plugs but leave one turned off." "What do you mean?" Eugene explained, "They generate white noise. So, once you turn them on, you won't hear any thing. There's a tiny switch on each one. Can you feel it." She did.

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