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…over the punishing blows I’d delivered, then draw out the passion they’d stoked within her furnace. She would be burning for my touch now, near insane with the ferocity of her desire. I could see a droplet of lubrication trembling from her labia, and I watched it splash as I striped…
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🦋 Marie A. Rebelle
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