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“To fuck...” You whisper.

“Fuck?” Abby repeats with a small laugh, “I don't know if we could do that... but, here's a gift for answering truthfully.”

Abby's thumb slips under her g-string and she peels it off of her. An erotic scent hits you like a wave. You didn't know pheromones could be this strong. Your eyes struggle to stay open as your dick twitches in your pants. You take in a deep breath of the stuff as you stare at Abby's bare bottom. Her voluptuous ass is amazing. Everything's tight and firm, but jiggling like gelatin. Your eyes wash over her pussy lips. The two bald, plump mounds call to you. You've never seen a more erotic sight.

You feel your body tense up before you empty yourself into your pants. Your face distorts in pleasure. You came without any physical stimulation...

Abby raises an eyebrow at you. “Seriously?”

You try to answer, but double over in pleasure, feeling your hot spunk cling to your boxers.

“Uh... okay.” Abby looks away, clearly disappointed. She whips out her phone and types something on it as you come down from your euphoric high. This is so embarrassing...

“Well... I need my time alone now, I'm a busy girl.” Abby says, shooing you away. You stumble down the hallway, your boxers uncomfortably heavy. You grab some clothes and head to the bathroom. You shower quickly, feeling embarrassed about the whole situation. Could it get any worse..?

You finish and head to your room, not wanting to leave. You slip into a restless sleep. The next time you open your eyes and strain at the clock, you see that it's 12 noon. You can't hide all day.

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