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I quietly unlatched the door and peeked inside. Phyllis was dick suck dry sitting in her suck chair, her legs spread and her hand rubbing her slit. Well, it seemed to be rubbing her pussy, but I couldn't see her pussy because a dark-haired, broad shouldered man was milfhunter kneeling between her thighs. His mouth vigorously milf was milfsuckdick-milfhunter attacking, exploring her loins.

Bowder turned. I free could see her hand, still clutching our expense reports, shake slightly. "Excuse me," she dick suck dry mumbled, "could you direct me to your ladies' room?"

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