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Chapter 19 by Abdulalahazred Abdulalahazred

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Just like you...

She moans, spreading her thighs as the cold water chills her skin and makes her nipples harden. You grab the little nub of her sex and rub it between thumb and forefinger causing her to shudder. “Not much of your cock left, hey slut,” you tease her, the irony of your words not lost on you. You’re just like her. Your own clit is a tiny vestigial reminder of your cocks head. But you derive a small pleasure in belittling the former Lucky.

She shakes her head in response. “Please...”

“Call me Mistress,” you tell her.

“Please Mistress. I... stop... please...” her words bely her actions as she rocks her hips in lustful gyrations, eager for you to take her.

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