Stroke Mistress

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I see you looking at me. That hot glance across the room - hot enough to burn me - if I were susceptible to such glances. But then, you don’t know any better. You’ve never seen me before. Never [...]

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Because it is, indeed, an art.  Don’t you think?  I know you’ll hear some men say that there’s no such thing as a bad blow job, but I suspect that’s because they’ve never had a really exquisite one.  There’s only one thing I like better than using my strap-on on a man, and that’s teaching [...]

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