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... rts clinging to her flushed, toned thighs, her heaving chest straining her torn shirt, baring a glistening midriff that shimmered in the crimson glow, her Obedience Collar flashing red like a lustful warning.
She raised her fist, muscles taut, sweat dripping down her flushed neck, and drove it into the console with a primal grunt, sparks erupting in a sizzling cascade, the air crackling with erotic static.
The glowing glyphs flickered, runes scrambling into erratic, lascivious pa ...
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