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Chapter 8 by Fiftyfiftyfifty Fiftyfiftyfifty

Yes?

Nope!

At the very last second, you pull your hand away. In reaction, both of her hands launch down to finish the job, but you snatch them up in an impressive feat of dexterity.

"N-No!" she shouts, practically bouncing up and down on her bum.

You can only imagine what she's feeling right now, and you really enjoy it.

Sweat drips down from her forehead, and her eyes seem to be spacing out to another plane of existence. Her entire body is craving what you're keeping from her, and every touch to her womanhood is amplified.

Now what?

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