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long it'll take you to get that cock of yours in this
hole here. Unless, you're having a bit a trouble again? If you are, we
can forget it, and I'll see you next week." Heather reached over to the
night table, retrieved the brush that was there, and ignoring Collin,
started to masturbate with the handle.
Collin quickly started to remove his clothing. "Aw come on, sugar.
Just because I had a bit too much that night, don't mean I'm having
trouble. And we did get it on after awhile. You were screaming your
head off later."
"Shit!" Heather snapped at him. "You don't know what you're talking
about. If I hadn't worked on you as hard as I did, we'd still be waiting
for you to get it up. Fuck! If I had put half as much effort into a
corpse, I could have raised the dead. Anyhow, we ain't talking about
then, we're talking about now. Are you gonna shut that mouth and get in
here, or do I suck off this brush handle. Either way, I know I'm gonna
get off tonight."
Collin, at last undressed, moved to the
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