"We're far from the end, naughty boy!" Joan responded.
However, his kicking made it too irritating. She walked to the sofa , took a seat and palced the femboy over her lap, fixing his kegs between her thighs. And that meant something big and hard in her sweatpants now pressed directly to Will's crotch...
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Attention! The situation in my country, as well as the situation on my workplace (which is connected to each other) leave me little to no time, nor mental stability to RP. I cannot start any new RPs, even if I've suggested them before.
I will try to respond then I can, but the pauses might be long. I am very sorry.
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