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fantasy story of Yelena Isinbayeva :
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ve me a panic.
Your fault or not, unfair or not, you're going to pay. Any objections?"
As your pull slowly increased, it became obvious there was only one smart
thing to say.
"no." Real quietly.
"No what?" tug
"No Mistress"
You switched to pulling directly down on the lock, and your middle finger
strayed up to the base of my cock. You started speaking, gently now, with the
grin back in your voice. "I seem to have been having the wrong effect on you.
I want you hard. Real hard."
"All weekend."
Gulp! But through the apprehension, your finger's playing on my cock was
making it hard again. Your other hand stroked the back of my neck, and you
kissed me gently on the cheek. "If you're cooperative, it *will* be very
pleasurable for you too."
"All weekend!?" I
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