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I lean back in my chair, crossing my legs slowly, the leather of my collar sliding between my fingers.Saturday is for my private world, the one you only get glimpses of.You watch me run a fingertip along the edge of the strap, then over my lips, then down again, a silent promise of what happens when you’re finally under me.just me… teasing you with what you’re dying to experience.
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