Barbara gargled the six loads of warm bitter salty nut juice and swallowed. Mr. Johnny number seven stepped up and unloaded a squirt that hit the roof of Barbara’s mouth with an audible plop. The guys name wasn’t really Mr. Johnny number seven, of course. Barbara didn’t know his name. He was an overweight guy with reddish brown hair, maybe 35 or 40 years old and he had a 3 inch penis. Barbara had never met him, and never would. He was the kind of guy she wouldn’t look at twice. All Barbara really cared about was that he had a...
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