"Get the fuck out of my haveli."
The voice was low, a graveled rumble that seemed to vibrate through the cool sandstone of the entrance hall. It didn't shout. It didn't need to.
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One hand slamming the keys, the other shoved deep inside my soaked, dripping folds, completely helpless against my own pathetic horniness. If youโre jerking off and painting your screen to my filth, you owe me for the entertainment. Drop a tip to keep this mindless, degenerate hole wet, fed, and chained to her desk typing out the ultimate smut for you to abuse yourself to. ๐ธ๐ฆ
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