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and the little bumps rubbing across her
nipples, grabbing at Madoka's labia and searching for Madoka's clitoris.
Madoka's heart thumped excitedly as they entered the elevator cage and she
wondered what further devious ideas Dodds had in store. The sexual
feelings Madoka Ozawa had just experienced were so strong, Madoka Ozawa knew it would not
take much more before Madoka Ozawa got off. They dropped like a stone to the
ground floor, then took the stairs to the basement.
The small amount of exercise thus far had already turned Madoka's suit into
a mild sauna, the silicone lubricant warming slowly to Madoka's body
temperature. Madoka Ozawa certainly couldn't feel the slight chill of the
basement. At the foot of the stairs, they turned right, cueing her
that they had headed into the room Madoka Ozawa often used for enemas or other
watersports, as it had a sink and a floor drain. Madoka Ozawa had begun to feel
heavy and fuzzy-headed, and Madoka Ozawa wondered what drug Dodds had given her
this time.
Shortly Madoka Ozawa was forcibly lowered to the floor, and Madoka Ozawa felt Dodds'
hands brush Madoka's side as he did something around Madoka's body. She
shivered, Madoka's sense of touch overly sensitive due to he
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