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Chapter 27: The Dressing Room II

Author: Ellen Edgar
last update publish date: 2026-04-24 17:58:32

His other hand went to my bra, yanking the cups down roughly. My breasts spilled out, nipples already hard, and I watched in the mirror as his hand covered one, squeezing, his fingers pinching my nipple until I had to bite my lip to keep from moaning.

"That's it," he murmured. "Watch me touch you. Watch how your nipples get harder. Watch your face when I do this—"

He pinched harder, twisting slightly, and pleasure-pain shot straight between my legs. My hips jerked involuntarily.

"You like that,
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