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As we were driving back, Madame was somehow skeptical and not that chatty, I was doing the driving in the Chauffeuse mode without the proper uniform of course and she was sitting comfortably in the back seat of the expensive BMW that used to be my car only a couple of days ago. She broke the silence as I was about to take a left turn towards my ex house, where I was employed only as a domestic now, I shouldnt forget that. "Keep going straight please towards the th, there is a change of plans, I dont really need you tonight, I think you can

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" I knew to what Thad was referring as I began to quickly contract and release my anal walls. This was a trick I used when I wanted to bring Thad over the edge. My actions did it for the kid as he began to fire jet after jet of scalding cum into my tight ass. As Brad shot off, his own ass contractions worked their magic on Thad who exploded deep into the depths of our new houseboys ass. With a loud groan, my own cock exploded underneath me. We were all drenched in sweat.

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