The secretary's vacation

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She was going to be fucked! She was going to be fucked by a boy she had met only two hours ago. She had refused to go to bed back home with the boy who wanted to marry her, the boy she was probably going to accept. She had refused to let Brent Richards get into her pussy, yet she was on the verge of spreading her legs for this stranger. It didn't make sense. It made no sense at all.

Sheri McAlister thrust her tits against the adoring hands as the slender, black-haired boy thumbed her nipples into humming anticipation. Her blouse was unbuttoned, hanging loosely on her arms. Her bra, long ago released to allow his roving hands access to the throbbing globes, was twisted about her neck. Sheri tingled as he leaned his face back to her breasts and sucked frantically on a heaving tit.

"Mmmmmmmm," she sighed, twisting and writhing in his arms as he held her against him on the bed. "Ooohhh."

This wasn't like her, not like her at all. Sheri was not virgin, but she wasn't an easy lay either. How did she let herself get in a situation like this?

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