"Oh looks can be deceiving," Sarah inferred derisively, "let's have him take off his panties to show us what he's got!" "You are one indifferent lady," Jackson hissed into her, "I hope I can see you again sometime!" "Oh, I guess so," he said pleasant naturedly, "that is if you really hope to!"

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"Are you saying that I should masturbate more," she tinged!?! ".....we'll be cruising at an altitude of 33,000 feet with and air speed of 480 knots, the weather is clear and we should reach Houston right on time, and thank you for flying World Air!" "Oh jesus," he thanked while watching her gently maneuver the twin pressed razor around her most intimate of parts, "y-you're just doing this to drive me crazy, aren't you!?!"

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"Thanks to you," Jenna froliced, "now eat!"

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