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My blood was rushing through my body, pounding to the point my eyes were fogging with lust, and I could barely focus properly.

I licked my lips insatiably as I continued to listen to her talk to the female cashier, just wondering how good she would sound calling me her master, obeying me, moaning and screaming until she came apart while I tortured her.

Fuck me.

Maybe this was what I'd been craving all these years.

The missing part of the puzzle to torment in the worst way possible, because of the body she had, the face she had...

The reaction she gotout of me without even doing anything, or even knowing I fucking existed...

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