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... he bed, I had no visuals on the Catkin that was pounding roughly into my womb, and even if I had been capable of seeing her, the constant paddling of my ass with each thrust would have made me incapable of seeing anything anyways.
Thrust in, paddle.
Pull out, paddle.
She was alternating the sides of the paddle, giving me a surprise as sometimes the gentler, fur covered side would land and provide a reasonable pain, while the wood had like already made my cheek completely ...
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