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"With you, its always slow," Emma called up to him, and he quickly flipped her the bird as he disappeared around the corner. As he reemerged downstairs, Emma had clearly conspired with Danni to try and torment him again, as she was standing against the wall, Danni pushing her leg up to her chest. She glanced over at him briefly and winked as Emma leaned her head back and arched her back, her sports bra stretching against her breasts. Mike smiled and had to admit that they looked great, Emma was so damn flexible. "Christ, I'm gonna fuckin' lose my s**t," a familiar voice chimed in. "Good?" Danni asked as she released Emma's leg. Emma nodded as she straightened her legs and bent at the waist, her ass pointed directly at Mike, her butt muscles flexing against the Lycra shorts. "Just bi

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