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Pandora
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    Tempo 3h 25m
Concluída, Primeira publicação em jul 02, 2019
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"You're not pregnant, that is highly unlikely." He tells her deeply breathing out his stresses, she can see that the boner in his pants has now reappeared. 

Mynos crouches down to Pandora on the Persian carpet, "Listen Pandora, I came here to fuck you." He explains simply. "So are you going to be my obedient little girl and let me play with you?" He questions her, raising his perfectly groomed eyebrows at her.  She grabs his face and slips him her tongue, grinding slightly on his linen pants. 

"Fuck pants." She says to him, and unbelts his pants down to his knees. 

"Fuck dresses too darling." His hands pull the white gown off of her shoulders and down to the floor, releasing her braless chest.
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