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Her fingers toyed with the buttons, teasing, releasing them one by one like she was stripping down her defenses for him alone.
The blouse fell away, and she arched, tall, graceful, knowing her frame had him under a spell.
Her skirt unzipped with a practiced flick, and she wriggled her hips just enough to make him groan, the fabric sliding down her thighs like water.
The panties she wore were soaked—black lace clinging to her cunt, the damp patch center-stage, le ...
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