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strap-spanking

“We definitely picked up every single book after they all fell.” Fully clothed, face fused to the pillow, completely above the covers, positioned strap like a Modigliani spanking painting. “Sorry, I thought you were going to do a fast change again.” I remarked. Nodding, Shelby leaned to the teen’s ear whispering.

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