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Your best friend has a really hot daughter. To make matters worse, she’s constantly flirting with you. Her name is Alexia Anders, and ever since she turned 18, it’s been a constant barrage of winks, tight shirts with no bra and hard nips, suggestive texts you’d had to delete…the works. And today this little minx has called you, on “behalf of my dad”, to swing by and “help him fix something”. At first you thought it was a little strange…but let’s face it: your Little Head thinks way more than your Big Head does whenever you’re around Alexia. Whose wouldn’t!?! Sure enough, Alexia’s going to seduce you. Little Head says, “it’s just a handie, so don’t worry so much!” But when Alexia loses control a bit with the cunt tease, you don’t say a word…and yea, what a terrific cum blast that cunt tease creates! And next time? Well…next time it’s “just a blowie”, which isn’t sex either…right?!? Now let’s just hope your friend doesn’t find out!!

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