C-4: Fenty Fųck

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“We have a message for your boss,” Vladimir groans. “It will be written on your f*****g pussy.” A shiver is caught in my throat. I hear their footsteps near and I shut my eyes… my body has its own reaction, I feel precum embarrassingly streak down my p***y. The smooth feel of a fingertip tracing down my thick lips makes my body shiver. My muscles go rigid. “Your cunt is too small.” He strokes the middle and opens me wide. ‘Uhh.’ Soft moans escape my lips. I'm going nuts. “f**k!” I whip my head in a circle and cry, not prepared for my clit being trapped between his fingers. “You say yes master.” He warns and pinches harder. Taking charge, he scraping my swollen clit in a up and down motion. “Yes, master.” I cry, my body jerks in reaction as if convulsing. ‘Oh, god!’ Dante w

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