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Joash sipped his drink, then set it down with delicate kind of purpose. 'Strip for us, Amelia. Show my friends what they're missing.' His tone brooked no argument, eyes locked on hers. Amelia wondered how she went from being a journalist to an adult entertainer in one spontaneous night of desires the worst, could this get any worse? She asked as she wondered what these men were going to do to her p***y. They were definitely not going to take it easy on her, they would have her and pass her around like a hand towel to wipe their big d***s. She could see their growing bulge struggling to escape their pants. Her hands shook as she stood, the room's air choked with anticipation. She reached for the zipper at her side, the gown whispering down her body in a slow reveal. It pooled at her f

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