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Chapter 5 by little.cindy little.cindy

What's Cindy's first thought now?

Isn't the door still open?

"Jess, the... mng... the door, Jess..." Oh fuck her fingers feel so good...

"Oh, ya, you're right..." Oh shit, I don't think I've ever had my chair swiveled by someone pulling on my pussy before...

"Fuck, Jess, so, uhh, not what I meant! Mmm!" Jesus, does she really need to lift my leg up like... oh god yes, yes she does... oh fuuuck...

"No? Then stop me!" Did she just giggle at me?

Does Cindy resist?

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