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Eventually, his breathing slowed down.
My piercings. " "The letter-" I started, but he brushed his fingers across my pussy, preventing me from breathing at all for a few seconds.
"What do you mean?" "Why pursue me. What gave you the confidence again?" He stroked downward along my neck.
Then there was a deep sigh.
"Come on," the voice urged. "I don't want to.
" "Whoa. What the fuck.