The club

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(Zyair) My mind was a mess. Trying to concentrate was proven to be a hard task after what jet and I did in my office. I sighed dreamily, as my mind kept on replaying the scene over and over again. f**k, I think I need a strong drink and it's only Tuesday. But that doesn't matter. The way jet took his time sucking My d**k was something that I could never get tired of thinking about. It was eight at night when Drew, and I decided to leave for the club. He was so excited he kept on bouncing his legs in the car all the way there. I was happy that he was alright because I wouldn't know what to do if I lost him. Parking the car when we arrived, I got out and drew nervously followed behind me. The line outside was already long, and it's not even the weekend. “ Hi sir. New pet tonight?” Th

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