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Pleasuretorture

I Know How It Feels, That’s Why I Know, No Matter What You Say Or Do, That You Want Me To Keep Going Until You Finally Manage To Stop Me With All Your Effort. That Velvety Wetness Around My Fingers, Those Little Convulsions, The Way You Arch And Moan,

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It Is All The Little Things That Have Such An Effect. The Way You Can Pull Against Those Restraints, Feeling That Little Bit Of Give, Giving That Little Bit Of Hope That You Can Protect Yourself, Yet Ultimately Not Being Able To Do So, Adding So Much

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You Couldn’t Wait To Be Their Model, Every Gorgeous Line And Curve Forever Gracing Their Canvas. To Be Portrayed So Helplessly While Nature Would Not Simply Pose As The Backdrop Of Your Frame, But Caress It, Amplify It. When They Began Applying The

Pleasuretorture: “See? That’s How You Want Her To Be, With Her Hips Constantly Rocking And Swaying In Need For You To Give Her What You Want. When She Keeps Saying That She Wants You To Make Her Beg, She Really Means It. No Matter How Much She Whines

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Pleasuretorture

Pleasuretorture

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