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Empress

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Reads 141,124
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Parts 14
Time 2h 16m

Mature

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"Position 9."

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My pumps are black. My hair is full of volume. My face is flawlessly pampered and my skin is clear of blemishes and dark spots. I am wearing a black leather corset and I'm rocking it like the bitch I am. In front of me lie the 7 most perfect beings a woman could ask for, all kneeling at my feet.

I feel on top of the world. I feel power surging thorough my body. I love these moments.All Rights Reserved

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