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I smiled, and to reassure her, said she could pick anywhere that she felt comfortable, to sleep, and I would bring blankets and pillows for her if necessary. I had a better view of cute young pussies than I had ever dreamed of seeing, all in one place and what was best of all, I could openly gaze at this firm young flesh without being thought of as a pervert. Neither of us had to work another day of our lives. My cock began to swell and stiffen.
