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I just looked into her eyes. "Please? Trust me?" She seemed to think about it, and I ran a finger between her legs. She slowly opened them, and I took my time. Her cunt was hairless, giving me a straight view of her vagina. The lips were starting to puff a bit, and I could easily smell her juice. I was so much different then myself; like a new candy or something. Taking a deep breath of her, I grinned as I lowered my mouth to her quivering pussy... |
Stories By Niche:
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- success
- female masturbation
- christmas
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- erotica
- bullying
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