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the hollows of her throat, stopping lightly to press on her windpipe, cutting off her breath for a short, exciting moment. I hold tightly until she can't resist struggling just a little as a tiny thread of panic threatens to overwhelm her. Finally, she tossed her head sharply to the side, and I release her, my hands continuing their downward path as though they had never been interrupted. Her nipples are hard and erect and my fingers slowly trace circles around them, not touching, teasing. Katie lets out a pleading cry as she pushes her breasts up into my waiting hands, willing me to touch her, to hurt her. I obliged her by slowly pinching one nipple, squeezing just a bit too tight, and then loving it with my tongue. Katie shudders, feeling it all the way down to her