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... rip was iron wrapped in velvet and she was already too far gone to fight.
Her outer lips were flushed dark rose—puffy, parted slightly from arousal alone—revealing the slick, glistening inner folds beneath. Her clit stood fully engorged at the top—small, pearl-pink, throbbing visibly with each frantic heartbeat. Below it the narrow entrance wept steadily: clear, thick arousal dripping in slow, obscene strings that stretched and broke against the sheets, ...
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