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In the darkness she spoke about cane on flesh and about the point when I would come to desire more. She went on about the coarseness of jute rope and how the body takes on a blissful state when tied correctly. Gently caressed my cock, she talked about restraining me, milking my prostrate by candlelight, and watching my cock throb before cum spurted out all over my stomach.

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