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“Yes, Master!” she moaned, her hands planting on my chest. I heard the sizzle of my passion on her skin. I needed the bliss after the tedium of editing all these angels. I loved the feel of her lithe form beneath my hands. I gasped, savoring this wicked and wanton heat. Find him guilty and deliver him on to me. My large breasts jiggled. Then she broke away and sat down. She was like a living painting, a frozen moment captured forever. She teased me with her hunger, flicking up across my taint to caress my asshole before returning to my twat. I want to inspire you to paint. My back arched as every muscle in my body tensed.
