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... me!?"

She asked as she threw herself on the bed and shred her dress and bra to pieces.

She started rubbing her body against the sheets, hoping they would cling to her and give her the fraction of relief he had.

Alas, they lacked his throbbing meat, his slippery tongue, and his expert hands.

Desperate, she put her hands on either side of her pert tits and squeezed them tightly. The dizzy sensation that followed felt good.

It was just like when he had squeezed ...

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