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You smile, very haughtily and your self-absorbed, bitchy airs bring me to full mast. I was expecting you to be a bit more timid. I didn’t realize how my age advantage over you didn’t mean shit to you. But I also knew that this gay videos wrestling was a part of your game. You like to egg your man on. I understand at last what kind of sex really drives you wild. You don’t want to be gay videos wrestling loved. You want to be disciplined. And I was sure you were also relishing in your role as a server of justice. Twenty minutes of grinding away and showing off our moves pass by quickly. You’re impressed with how I can move, despite how ridiculous I must look in this outfit. You start to smile gay videos wrestling and the person I thought I knew was coming back from her drunken stupor. “Well, well, mystery man...I gay videos wrestling think I’m ready. Just let me tell my friends that I have to go inside for a while to gay videos wrestling cool off.” I gay videos wrestling watch you walk towards a crowd of young girls, all giggling and gawking at their friend’s audacity and confidence. “Alyssa, you can’t be for real.” “Alyssa, who is that guy?” “Alyssa, no!” They protest, but you gay videos wrestling ignore them. Stupid girls you say to yourself as you walk back towards me and take my arm. I hand you another drink and guzzle down a shot gay videos wrestling of vodka for myself as we stroll up to the back patio of the boss’s mansion. “I like your style. Your costume is a real piece of shit gay videos wrestling, by the way, but I like your style.” “How long have talked like an obnoxious bitch, Alyssa?” You slap me. But there is no real malice in it. “I’ll talk however the fuck I want to you fuck!” “Fine. Whatever love wants.” You laugh rather sarcastically. “Love? I’m soooo sure that’s the reason why you’re taking me away from the party!” “Well, you said you were ready, didn’t you?” “I’m ready to be fucked, if that’s what you mean,” you giggle into my ear as you lean your head on my chest. Then you add, “you creep. Is this some kind of fantasy you’ve been building up in your head. To fuck sweet little Alyssa on my boss’s bed?” “I was thinking of the basement game room on his pool table, actually. I checked it out earlier and nobody was there.”