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Can I take it off?
At this point in the championship, I can't say much, so I just shake my head in the affirmative. It doesn't take long and he unbuttons the garment, I lift my hips a little, and he tugs at the denim skirt. Once again the piece flies away from where we are, but now the panties are missing, Raúl lies down on top of me again, kisses my mouth lightly, and then says something that makes me uneasy.
— I'm going to take off your panties, but I'm not going to penetrate you now, I want to play a little...
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