Labels:text | font | screenshot OCR: No, I could not say that we made love. No, we had SEX. We both knew what we wanted and we were getting it. Watching her breasts heave as I took her on stage made me feel better than I have felt in years. She was so tight that I could feel every inch of my cock thrusting into her. The look on her face told me she felt the same.
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