Fitzpatrick, but I am not your prize so please take your muffin and coffee and leave my shop.”Mr. Fitzpatrick gave her a lopsided grin and told her,...“One day you will be my prize, my bitch, and my slut. I give out my mating call and you will come crawling, your pussy dripping wet, craving my cock. Soon my pet, soon,” and with that, he turned and left the shop.Seeing it was almost lunchtime, Jasmine quickly went to the door and locked it, putting up the closed sign. Remembering the stranger’s. I told her ,and barely a second had gone by and then she appeared.She had long brown hair, and a smart,dark business suit,the skirt was above the knee, her top was slightly open and she was wearing a lacy bra that pushed her small tits up.She wore narrow frame expensive glasses, her make up was perfect,not to heavy just right.She has walking towards me now , her black knee length boots defining the length of her stride.I've been hearing all sort of talk about you and Holly,is it true....do. More

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