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Once her underwear has been removed, I tuck the scrap of material into my pocket for safekeeping. Then I raise one leg over my shoulder so she’s opened nice and wide, and I’m able to get a better view of the silver circle that pierces the hood of her clit. “So fucking gorgeous,” I mutter.
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