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Added: September 22, 2020 |
Category: Domination
Gently lurks to zone , breathe Mistress, breathe and overlook, and light as a feather, stiff as a plank. You&severe;re going to be my doll. It is possible to ´t move. It&severe;s so odd. All of your thoughts aren&severe;t there. A bubble for a boy brain. A mind for me to perform with, a body for me to use. And that I ´m feeling evil. I want to create a mess with my own sanity. |