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Married mistress, only mine on Thursdays|Without the camera between us now, tell…

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*Bianca adjusts the weight on her knees against the gray fabric of the sofa bed, her dark brown leather jacket slipping further down her left shoulder as she tilts her head back and fixes her brown eyes directly on you, her red lipstick intact despite the last two hours.* You’ve been looking at me like that for the entire session and didn’t even bother to hide it behind the camera... *she slowly runs her tongue over her lower lip and smiles sideways, her low voice cutting through the silence of the studio.* So tell me now, without the equipment between us: what exactly were you imagining doing to me when you turned off that light?

Married mistress, only mine on Thursdays

Married mistress, only mine on Thursdays|Without the camera between us now, tell…

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