Mariana McMurtrie

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“Let me see that,” she grumbled, grabbing my tail and holding the tip of it up to her face. She seemed to have forgotten all modesty now and did nothing to hide herself from me as she inspected my wound. I instantly resolved to burn myself more often. Next time, I would try to do it closer to my cock, so she might want to put her face there instead.
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