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... rong>Telekenesis to freeze him, his body locked in place—stiff, unmoving, trapped in his own flesh. His legs refused to budge, his neck frozen, his head fixed in a horrified stare at his wife’s back—her tits bouncing, her pussy dripping as she rode my cock with shameless abandon.
"W-What’s happening—?" His voice cracked, panicked, desperate. "W-Why can’t I move—?!"
I bit down on Jasmine’s nipple—hard—forcing a sharp, gasping moan from her lips. "Aaaah—! F-Fuck—!" Her bac ...
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