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With one fist steadying me by the hair, and both eyes bewitching me with their fucking voodoo, he impatiently felt around the bed. A cap popped, and I whimpered, digging my heels into the mattress as a lube-lathered finger rimmed me, giving me the chance to deny it entry, and damn my legs for fucking spreading wider.
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