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... y harness. My blouse and skirt already lay on the floor.
Illia still sat at her desk, heels propped, unwrapping a foil-bound piece of black licorice.
Her greedy, metallic fingers had enough give not to pinch. "Let go of the dick!"
I couldn’t help but smile. "Alright here," I said, popping the button, and it slapped free against her shoulder.
"You can leave the rest-" My breath caught as she took me entirely into her mouth. A roar rose within me as I tried to fight ...
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