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Rai's sister pays a visit. This woman had become fourteen again wearing a maroon blazer with white blouse outside her short grey pleated skirt and loosely knotted school tie. He motioned for her to take a chair as he sat on the edge of the desk, a mere few feet away from her. It was hard to tell which one of us was the most surprised, as I slithered to a stop, almost at the side of the car. I felt two of her fingers find their way and start to rub my inner walls as her thumb worked on my clit. Tights of a Teacher Ch.

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