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• "Helping you marinate your supper salad," I quipped, since the cucumber would retain her salty ass taste, as well as the creamy cum I'd already provided. "I expect this to be used in the supper you make for you and your husband tonight, without peeling or cleaning it at all. Is that understood?" I demanded, pumping the vegetable in and out of her ass.
• "Oh, Kevin," she moaned, still recovering from her orgasm and too weak to say much more.
• "Your answer is 'yes', slut," I informed her.