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... ff. When I looked at my phone it was 6am. Already despite the pains I felt from the sneakers I had on I still slept off.

"Upon the fear I had about those Slick sliders?, What if they have done something to me and Faith? Shit!." I thought as I looked around.

I was lost in thoughts when I discovered my dick was rock hard. "Seriously? Oh well, it's just the morning wood ".

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I stood up slowly, trying not to wake Faith up, I adj ...

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