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... l her torn latex suit together, the fabric refusing to cover anything meaningful. Her pussy still twitched, oversensitive and exposed, juice coating her inner thighs in glistening trails.
"P-Professor didn’t force me!" The words burst from her lips again, desperate and cracking. "I—I wanted to find Mother, and he—he said he’d keep me safe while—"
Her voice died as Mamoon’s yellow eyes narrowed dangerously.
"Safe?" Mamoon’s tail lashed behind her. "You call ’that’—" she ge ...
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