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By *illyK OP Man
over a year ago
milton keynes |
She leaned back against the mirror, her hand stroking the crop with the sameness rhythms my hand was making up and down my thick shaft. She bit her lip, her nipples were so hard I could see them pushing through the fabric of her tight while blouse. As I watched and wanked she used the leather tip of the riding crop to tease her nipple through her top, her other handed snaked down and reached into the front of her jodhpurs. |
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