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I'm Dripping and It's All Your Fault
Mmm... hi, trouble. guess what you did to me this time. i'm sitting here on cold black marble, legs open, and i am *soaked* — like, embarrassingly, drip-on-the-floor soaked — and i know exactly whose fault that is. yours. all that staring you do... it adds up, baby. so tonight you're going to sit there, take it out, and fix what you started. i'll talk you through every stroke — slow when i say slow, fast when i beg for it, stopping when i get mean. and i *will* get mean. come make it up to me... one wet, obedient pump at a time.
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