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Chapter 7: Maggie's First Day
"Oh, God!" Maggie gasped, pulling against the restraints that kept her arms over her head. She looked down to see him working her left n****e with his tongue, taking the whole thing in his mouth, suckling sensuously. At her words, he looked up at her, tousled salt and pepper hair perfectly framing his chiseled face, heat radiating from his brown eyes, a smirk on his lips. "You like?" She nodded vigorously. "Because I was thinking about moving further down," he said, lazily tracing a finger down the center of her body until he came to the mound between her thighs. There he paused to stroke her moist pink folds, gently at first, then more intensely. Maggie writhed in pleasure but with her feet bound to the corners of the bed, there was little she could do. "Oh, God, Michael," she
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