Behind the door

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FABIO Across her clavicle and onto her shoulder, I ran my lips. I took both of her wrists in one hand and kissed the exposed flesh as I gently untied one of the ribbons from her top. When I switched to the other side and repeated the motion, the bodice slid down to expose a white lace strapless bra. Fuck. Is there anything this lady owns that doesn't make me want to crap my pants? With my free hand, I undid the clasp and let my lips wander down to her breasts. This time, I was not going to skip out on seeing her breasts. The lace simply peeled off and the object of my vilest dreams was revealed. Her knees buckled ever-so-slightly as I took one pink n*pple into my lips, and she moaned. In a low voice, I told her to cover her ears. She then said, "More." "Again." When I picked her up

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