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"Say it, or I won't know what you want me to do" Madarame urged his pet, continuing to provide him with unbelievable sensations. It must have felt really good, as James appeared to have lost control of his body, twisting, and turning in the bed. "No, no, this simply won't do" he sighed, pinning his hips to the mattress. "You have to stand still, while I'm doing you, otherwise you might get injured. After all, I am buried deep inside of you."
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