Chapter 2893 Split My Poor Little Pussy:>64

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"Yes Ma'am... errr Lydia," I replied mirroring her smile.

Cindy appeared carrying a heavy wooden chair. She set it down next to my bed and left without another word. Lydia adjusted the chair's position and sat down. She was wearing a formal dark suit with a stunning bright blue tie. She...

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