 "Good morning, Captain Knight. I thought it was time we got to know each other. I'm Dr mrs. Hillary mrs, Claire Hillary, the chief psychologist mrs here at WOPI. I supervise the women who movies condition the men mrs we "invite" to headquarters. I normally spend a night with our guest after mrs he has been here a week mrs or so to check how well our girls mrs are doing at keeping him happy."
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 "So? She enjoys mrs sex. You said you do, too mrs," David replied.
 The mrs total disdain in Claire's' voice was chilling. She was glaring at him now like prosecutor blondie at the defendant during mrs the summation of mrs a trial. "When you mrs've worked Alexandra into an insane rut, you lay her down in bed, push open up her legs, and slowly insert your long, thick cock deep into that ravenous pussy. As she feels your prick slide into her, inch by long mrsmyfriendshotmomrose thick inch, deeper into her mrs burning cunt mrs, she looses it. Slowly, rhythmically you move blondie your cock in and out, always touching her clitoris movies, filling and pleasuring her rose. You can mrs make her wraith and bray with lust as one orgasm after another rolls over her, deadening her brain. You blondie keep the silly woman coming until she is physically and psychologically mrsmyfriendshotmomrose ravaged."
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 David fought to ignore her words but they poured over him myfriendshotmom like a river at flood.
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 David thought of Alexandra and knew whom dithers she Claire meant. He remembered in an abstract way that until yesterday Alexandra and he used to mrs have sex, passionate mrs sex. He had begun to suspect that they mrs were falling in love. And there was more - Alexandra used to tell mrs him things, important things. But mrsmyfriendshotmomrose that seemed irrelevant ages dithers ago. Alexandra dithers meant mrs dithers blondie nothing to him mrs now myfriendshotmom. Claire was dithers everything.
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