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She felt that something was off about me and stepped closer, looking deep into my eyes, searching. Then her own eyes widened, and her hand snaked out, her fingers burying themselves in my snatch. I grunted again, and when she lifted her fingers, small strings of my moisture between them, she gasped. “Oh my god,” her gasps turned into chuckles, “you really get off on it. I always found that the girls I picked up at that club were all playing make-believe. You’re a real masochist.” Perhaps I was. I didn’t care. All I wanted was for her to pick up her sweet torture again and push me over that edge so I could find my release. She had apparently been holding back before. Now, the smacks fell in a quick rhythm, almost twice as hard as before, the tip of the leather strap alternating between the spot over my love tunnel, each of my pussy lips, and sometimes even my clit, which sent tremors all through my body. My grunts grew faster and faster, echoing her own grunts of exertion, and my eyes.

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