Ride the Memory, Flood The Floor

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Tied to the chaise. Wrists bound above her head. Legs spread with the metal bar, c**t trembling under the Hitachi. Her body soaked in sweat and c*m. Her mouth hanging open around the gag. Her eyes wide and red from crying. Her voice breaking through sobs. “I can’t…can’t…please..please..” Then the moment hit. She saw herself convulse on screen, twitching, spraying the floor beneath her with a powerful squirt. And then her voice cracked. “Chapel.” Xavier groaned at the sound of it. His grip on his c**k tightened. His hips lifted slightly from the chair. His mouth parted like he was whispering to her even though she wasn’t supposed to be there. “You f*****g masterpiece,” he breathed. “You broke for me. You gave me everything.” Her heart thudded in her chest. She should have turned aw

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