<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0080">Scara could feel her legs wobbling. This was so unfair, not at all what she had intended. Damn Marcus and his ideas. It was supposed to be Tamara who was weak in her knees, but that didn't seem to be working at intended. As Marcus spoke to Scara she leaned her head back giving him more access to her neck.<br/>
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"Asshole" was all she could muster as Tamara wrapped her lips around Scara's dick and began bobbing her head back and forth, Scara moaning deeply. She could feel Marcus behind her both wishing and not that he would attempt something.</span></span></span>