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I push him down onto the bed and wraps my hand around his penis. The music was loud and very rhythmic as she worked her way across the stage. I see her fragile expression as she looks at me as if she were seeking approval. The feel of the satin against her breast made her nipples get hard and they occasionally showed through.
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