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Chapter 4 by claustrophobia claustrophobia

What happened next?

There is a knock at the door

Taylor Swift gasped at the insistent knock. She scrambled for the remote, her fingers still wet with her sticky cunt juice, and muted the TV.

Panting heavily, Taylor called out, "Who is it?"

Who answers?

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