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| My foot was on the edge of the bathroom counter, and I was bent over rubbing lotion it on my right leg when I heard his footsteps enter behind me... It didn’t matter how many times he’d approached me from behind, my heart would always speed up when he was coming unexpectedly. I quit looking as I always loved the surprise. He stood silently behind me, patiently waiting for me to finish, and when I did and went to put my foot down on the floor, he reached from behind and grabbed my ankle and pressed it firmly to the counter. The message to keep it there was clear. I looked in the mirror to see his expression as he pulled the towel off my head and dropped it on the floor. He was stoic, no expression, just very matter of fact, he was going to take me...I knew. I watched in the mirror as he spit into his fingertips and rubbed them on my pussy. Then he spit again and grabbed his cock to get it nice and slick as he stepped out wide to lower his body to my height. I gasped in sweet ...
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