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“I think it’s best if you just stay with me,” Donna said, taking a final drag off of her cigarette and stubbing it out in an ashtray on the end table beside of the couch.

“You can be my little secret. I can keep you safe and make sure you have everything you need!”

A smile beamed across her face as she continued to stroke you with her thumb.

“You like that, don’t you?” She asked playfully. You couldn’t deny you did. She placed you in her other palm, and deftly rubbed her finger over your erection. You succumbed quickly and finished on her finger. You watched as she licked it clean.

“And I’ll do that for any time you need me to,” she cooed. Donna slipped you back into her cleavage, and you heard her light another cigarette as her attention turned to Judge Judy.