Marlene

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He bends and licks up my neck, and then he bites my ear, and my legs nearly buckle underneath me. “Do your homework, and you will be well rewarded,” he whispers in my ear before tenderly kissing my neck with an open mouth. I’m like putty in his hands. I can’t even pretend to fight this . . . whatever this is.
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