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CHAPTER 86: The Virgin’s Summer, Part 26

Shaking and shuddering now, weak-kneed, my pussy is pulsing. Hanging with most of my weight on my wrists as I pant, my lungs heave, and I whimper uncontrollably.

There is the briefest of glancing touches over my nipples again, ice swiping across breast and areola, the cold freezing my skin, but oh, ...