Cristina Isabel

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grabs my throat, a frenzied grip. I tip my head back, dragging in air through my constricted windpipe. My cock swells harder, and my nipples tighten to sensitive beads. “Fuck,” I choke. And then, another word slips out—a confession I didn’t intend. “Harder.”
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