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[Um, I don't know. You'd have to help me through it A LOT!]
Jasmine smiled and wrapped her arms around Chase's neck.
"Hmmm. Yet again, I find myself without a mark on my body that states I'm your property." she giggled.
Rebecca got a little heated so she slipped off her shirt, unclamping her bra. She gave a little sigh of relief as her breats became exposed, no longer trapped in the form-fitting contraption.
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